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Friday, June 20, 2003
10:38 a.m.
Owie...
music: Save Yourself- Stabbing Westward
~whimpers~ Just hit my head ona towel bar. How you ask?
...I don't know, actually.
Now, I go to write English. Or eat. Whichever comes first.
Thursday, June 19, 2003
11:06 p.m.
Flick, Ah...
music: Tomorrow- SR-71
So, I ended up going to the store to but mint Oreos for no reason other than I felt like it. I love having a car. ^_^
 I taste like Menthol.
I am refreshingly different; some people don't appreciate that. My sharp honesty gets up some people's noses, while others really enjoy it. I am something of an acquired taste. What Flavour Are You?
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Mmm... minty...
Or I could have been (I got 2 options!)
 I am Chocolate Flavoured.
I am sweet and a little bit naughty. I am one of the few clinically proven aphrodisiacs. Sometimes I can seem a little hard, but show warmth and I soon melt. What Flavour Are You?
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Not quite sure what this says about me. But I have Oreos. So all is well and balanced. And there's this:
"Olander." He croaked out, still staring dumbly at the other boy's hand. What exactly was it doing there? Was he supposed to shake it, stand up, hell, kiss it? There were reasons he didn't voluntarily interact with others. Reasons involving situations like this one. Only not this one, because nothing he had ever imagined had been quite this embarrassing.
Llamas! (English exam tomorrow... Wish me luck.)
Thursday, June 19, 2003
10:07 p.m.
Hm...
Perfect timing you mofo. says:
you know, with Ollie being a genius, that puts a new twist on the relationship with his dad and the foils Ollie and his dad are
Ollie's smart and I guess organized and well kept (with the exception of his hair), and his dad's a slob, a drunk, who wastes everything he has
and from what I know, the only thing that they have in common is that they don't care, really about anything.
Good point C. Really good point...
Thursday, June 19, 2003
06:03 p.m.
Do you know how many of my titles in this Thing have Started with 'And'?
music: Drive- Incubus
Nine. That's how many. Kind of Scary when you consider I've only had this for a little less than a school year.
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Is it just me, or was that far too acurate?
Anyway, in ten minutes I leave to go to my final piano lesson of the year. Hm... I need some socks. This must be remedied. Later. But first:
Vacuuming is inspring. I don't know why. It's one of those mundane little things that make you go 'hey! What aout htis and this and...'
Also? I'm playing Final Fantasy VIII again. No, I don't know why either.
My feet are cold, will write and archive this page later. First, socks and piano.
Wednesday, June 18, 2003
10:54 p.m.
Yeah, me again.
music: Liar Liar- Far From Heroes
I was going to say how you all must be sick of me by now, but if you're reading this, chances are you're here voluntarily. So if you are sick of me, what the hell are you still doing here? Go, have a life.
Yeah, so I could continue this afternoon's angst-fest. But I won't. Instead I have something to discuss which is serious, but not sad. Mostly.
A conversation with C this afternoon made me realize just how much all of us, mostly her, give up for things. For dreams, I suppose. Except I never can tell whose dreams. But that isn't the point. It will be one day, I expect, but not right now. The point is that this is my last summer Before. Before moving and goodbye hugs and possibly Europe, and definitely graduation. So I'm compiling my own list
Things the Need to Happen in My Final Summer (I know... I know. Melodrama. Sorry):
- I want to learn to drive a standard
- I want to watch some of the stuff C and I always talk about seeing and then don't
- I want to have a real conversation with Dan, just between the two of us. We haven't really talked about anyhing this year, except her latent crush on Stephen
- I want to spend time with Stephen. Hell, I want to watch Spaceballs, and Knights of Ramone. Maybe.
- I want to throw a really good party again. With everyone who I care about. Literally. EVERYONE.
- I want to stay up all night talking to my friends again, like last year. Maybe two days this time. Don't care how long.
- I want to see the sun rise, and I want to really watch it set for once (how sappy is that?)
- I want to patch up the ever growing invisible rift between me and one of my best guy-friends
- I want to show Christiana that maybe there is time to do everything and nothing.
See? I'm a sap. But it's a potentially sappy time period. Fuck Grad Year. It's the summer before that counts.
Oh, and I need to do this too,
- Convert Aurealius into an evil Liberal. OR find him some friends. Hell, even if they're mine. (If you're reading this Mark, sorry. But you know it's kind of true...)
Exam tomorrow. Over and out.
Wednesday, June 18, 2003
03:50 p.m.
Thinking.
music: Sparkle and Shine- Econoline Crush
So. I should be studying. But I'm still not. I don't even write my 1st exam until 11:15 2morrow. So I don't see the point. Band will likely take me an hour, then that's a hour for lunch and CALM study. Whoo hoo. I get to reread like, 20 pages of random notes and decide what I'm keeping for research. So far? My pamphlets on suicide and drugs--and the ones on depression, too. Though mom gave me those, not the school... oh, that's a long story. Let's not discuss. And my notes on mental illnesses. Because I have strange interests. I suppose that's what comes of having a Psych nurse for a mother.
Actually, looking back I think I'm gonna kind of miss this school year, you know? In a yes and no sort of way. I'll miss stuff like:
- Sitting upstairs and cursing out Jones
- Running around with my "Hat High Sucks!" battlecry
- Student Coucil, or off-campus coffee meetings
- Sitting in our somehow air-conditioned office, and sleeping during TA (I must admit, having that key ruled)
And then there's the more abstract stuff:
- I'm gonna miss writing 7th. I know it's nowhere near done. But the rough draft's over, and something's changed. In the way I percieve it, in the way everyone else does, in what's expected of it... Yeah.
- I'm gonna miss Murray. Yeah... I dunno. I'm gonna miss that friendship. Because it was a good one, for the most part. I already miss trusting him, trusting that I wouldn't feel like an idiot around him. Maybe I'll never see him after this year's over. Hell, maybe today was the last time I'll ever see him. Who knows. But I lost something I almost had, and I miss having that, no matter how far in the past it feels now.
- I'm going to miss my last year without real pressure. Right now I still don't have to know what I want, or where I want to go. Fast forward two months and I'll be trying to pick colleges and faculties. Another year and I'll be moving. Moving... And fuck, that scares me. Which leads to the last point. Maybe the most important one.
- Guys, Christiana, Katleynn, Stephen, Dan and Vic and Tania and Daniel and Mark and all of you. I miss you guys already. I miss the security of knowing 'there's at least a couple more years until I leave'. Another couple years to bond and laugh and everything. Now, there's one year. And then we all go in our own directions. It's out last year now. Our last year as the group atop the stairs. Our last year together.
And then what?
-I miss knowing I had so much time to answer that question. Why is we never care about the question, until the answer's so important we might have missed it? Until there's almost no time left? A year's such a long time. But it's not. It's no time at all in the grand scheme of things. It's a little while. And then it's gone.
- I miss the part of life where time moved slowly.
Wednesday, June 18, 2003
03:26 p.m.
And Some Good News, too.
music: If I Told You this was Killing Me Would you Stop?- The Juliana Theory
Anger. You have one dam sizzerlingly hot temper. In
a flash you're eyes are flaming, and all those
who dare stand in your way are burnt to a
chrisp. Your punishment in hell will be you'll
be dismembered...alive! Anger is linked with
the bear, and the color red.
Which of the Seven Deadly Sins are you?
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Yay...?
Oh, good news I forgot to mention: I have a job. Well, an unpaid job. But nonetheless a regular workload. Leah offcially gave me a column spot every other Tuesday at the News. She told me... ~blushes~ Eh... this sounds egotistical, but I want to record it:
"You're to good to just sit around."
***^__________^***
Yeah. Me happy. Look for my first regular rant next week, Tuesday. If you live in the Hat. Otherwise... don't, I guess. ^_^;;;
Wednesday, June 18, 2003
03:07 p.m.
Even Better...
Ok, this one takes the cake, and the frosting.
Saniko
interj. expression of disbelief.
"Buddy, I just saw Nigel and Dad, going to love a policeman!" "Saniko!"
I'm going off to die, now.
Wednesday, June 18, 2003
02:59 p.m.
Still not Working
Yay for The Infinite Teen Slang Dictionary:
gibbledywah-ha-ha
adj. outrageous.
"Jesse is, like, so gibbledywah-ha-ha."
The saddest part? It makes sense... mostly.
And... (even worse):
Dudemanguy
adj. carrying an arcade game.
"Billy, what happened? Your girl is Dudemanguy!"
Wednesday, June 18, 2003
02:48 p.m.
Studying? Where?
music: A Hundred Million- Treble Charger
Not here, that's for damn sure.
Angel of Creativity.
What kind of Angel are you?
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Monday, June 16, 2003
10:22 p.m.
Just a Quick One...
You know guys, I appriciate your trying to help, but seriously, I never actaulyl ASKED you guys to edit, so please don't treat it like your own personal burden. And also, please try not to go past continuity problems, spelling mistakes and points of confusion.
It's not an editor's job to change style, which you prolly all know. And one other thing?
Dariol is a MONKEY! BWAH!
Runs of to dance/brush teeth.
Lata.
Monday, June 16, 2003
09:28 p.m.
And...
So, finally linked Mel and Aurealius. And it's sad it took me this long.
But now for quizzes and blog spam. Yay.
You are a deathrocker.You probably idolize Rozz
Williams and Robert Smith.As goth as can be.I
am proud of you.
Are you an ignorant goth?
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So maybe Tania's not all that alone in her opinion...
you are goth. You are from the old-style,
everyones perception of a traditional goth &
enjoy architecture, poetry & the Sisters of
Mercy. It annoys you that the metal kids call
themselves goths but you like meeting your
buddies in a quiet corner of the pub to talk
over memories.
Are you goth, cyber or Industrial?
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Seriously, how does my architecture fettish make me goth-y? And I always thought I was too perky for goth... ~shrugs~
Anyway, gonna go edit some more... not many Chs to go... really...
Monday, June 16, 2003
09:18 p.m.
In Which Andrea the Columnist Once Again Takes up the Pen.
music: Who Needs Sleep- The BNL
Yeah, wrote another column the other day, and got this message back from Leah today:
"Hey girl,
Give me a call about the column. I like it, of course. We need to get you on a schedule. I know you had been talking to Kerri, but enough waiting for her.
So give me a call at 528-5690.
Leah"
I LOVE HER. ~worships~
Sunday, June 15, 2003
10:41 p.m.
What Emo Fettish?
music: A Kiss at the End of the Rainbow- Mitch and Mickey
And only C will understand why that song's cool...
You are Brian Molko!
Who are you?
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Something makes me think that if I knew who this was I'd be very cooled-out.
Dude, you're so totally emo! you're my hero.. you
should also get a life. and some prozac.
Are you *really* emo, ya fuckin poseur?
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On 1.. 2... 3... BWAH!
You are THE JULIANA THEORY. You are more rockstar
than you notice. Don't lose the cool now that
you're more of a rock band.
What popular "emo" band are you?
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Hmm... 3rd time these guys have been mentioned, usually in line w/ the Get-Up Kids and Bright Eyes. Must investigate.
You are Saves the Day. Pure emo!
What 'Emo' Band are You?
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If you can tell me what song the line: "New years eve was as boring as heaven, I watched flies fuck on channel 11." comes from I WILL give you a cookie.
Original and Creative--you're a really cool person
actually. You look the way you want to without
really caring about other people's opinions and
you have good musical taste. Actually, you're
awesome. Can we be friends?
The I am not Emo Quiz
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that's it, stoke the ego, STOKE THE EGO!
Punk,
you seem very brass and anti-social you probably
dress weird and are called a freak very often.
and you love to say Oi. you proble hate
goverment and love anarchy, ya might have a
studded leather jacket and plaid pants.also ya
could have mohawk.
Punk Goth glam emo... what?
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Hee! Oi!
SO GOD DAMNED EMO. Honestly, brah. Norma HATES you.
norma's emo image test
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Heh...
Sunday, June 15, 2003
10:33 p.m.
Hmm...
The Lost Soul
What sign of the Black Zodiac are you?
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You know, either someone is very twisted, or there is a very cool Zodiac out there which I know nouthing about...
Sunday, June 15, 2003
10:06 p.m.
Eighteen Chapters Edited and Counting...
music: What's Done is Dead- Far From Heroes
And I do believe I'm enjoying myself. 7th reads like a bad fanfic at times, but at other times... I don't remember writing some of this. Did someone with smarts and sassiness take over for me at some point?
Anyway, I saw this in Mel's journal, and decided to give it a shot. Whoo.
::10 Bands You Have Seen Live::
1. The Barenaked Ladies (twice)
2. BB King
3. The Goo Goo Dolls (and Five for Fighting)
4. The Jack Union
5. Far From Heroes (and the Horribles, who aren't, and Change Methodical, who are)
6. Van Maiden/Neotonal (Kendra's awesome groups. That chick has such talent.)
7. Iverdale (what, you say I'm a dweeb?)
8. The Arrogant Worms (by accident ^_^)
9. Jan Arden, Sarah M., Chantal K., Bryan Adams, and the BNL (all together--my mom's mother-daughter vonding trips really rock)
10. Shortround (my first rock concert, technically. Otherwise, it's the BNL... I miss these guys, actually)
11.5. Warped Tour!! 17 days or so, now.
::09 Things You're Looking Forward To::
1. The End of School
2. Warped Tour (gee, obvious?)
3. Going out to Scandia at some point (and not because I'll be getting really friggin' drunk, either. Really.)
4. Finishing my first Edit
5. My 17th Birthday (23rd of July...)
6. My 18th Birthday (wishful think much?)
7. Drama 30, and hopefully a good final school play.
8. Uni Artistic Hotties (keeping this one--go Mel)
9. A free weekend in which I can rent all the crappy vampire movies my heart cries out for.
::08 Things You Wear Daily::
1. Dragon Pendant
2. 6 bracelts (funny, it seems like more)
3. Watch (yes, the lime green one)
4. Shoes of overly bright colors
5. Glasses
6. Suit jacket/Tweed Jacket/Cardigan
7. Butterfly ring (god, that sounds so much less cooler than it looks)
8. ...A smirk?
::07 Things That Annoy You::
1. Jones. The bitch.
2. Treen. The hat-bitch.
3. MHHS's new timetable system
4. Happy People--as in the, 'ooh! I'm so happy because I'm a cool Goth and I worship death and shit'
5. Running out of salad dressing. What? It's a big deal...
6. PMS (yeah Mel, you're right again)
7. Kazaa
::06 Things You Touch Every Day::
1. Stephen (oh dear lord... how very wrong this sounds)
2. Computer
3. Sweet Sweet CD Player
4. Fineliners
5. My cat. Or rather, my cat's sharp, vicious teeth. ^_^;;;
6. Bottled water. I worship at the shrine of Evian.
::05 Movies You Could Watch Over and Over::
1. Rocky Horror Picture Show
2. Dogma
3. Hedwig and the Angry Inch
4. Igby Goes Down
5. Anything and everything with Alan Rickman in it. OR Edawrd Norton. 'Cuase I'm still a freak.
::04 People You'd Want to Spend More Time With::
1. Stephen
2. Danielle
3. Murray
4. Samantha-who seems cool
::03 Girls/Boys You have Kissed::
1. Stephen
2. Murray
3. Er... the other would be Staurt Kirk. But I was five, and it was pretty much for a photo op. ...Man, I suck.
::02 Of Your Favorite Songs At This Moment::
1. Antisocial Girl- Boy Kicks Girl
2. Stormy Skies and Bloodshot Eyes- Far from Heroes
::01 Person You Could Spend the Rest of Your Life With::
1. My computer-what do you mean he's not a person?
There you have it, Andrea Klassen unmasked! Yay.
Now I have entire forests to kill, and 6(!) chapters left to print.
Friday, June 13, 2003
06:42 p.m.
The Loud, The Brassy, and All that Jazz...
music: Laugh Out Loud- Garrity
Saw Chicago again last night with mom. Was every bit as good a second time. Starting to think I have a celebrity cruch on Queen Latifa. Rawr man. Rawr. Heh...
Anyway, for Friday the 13th, today could have been worse. Mrs. Jones is still a bitch, but if you look at what happened today, I won. Seriously, she just made herself look like an ass. And me look like a bitch. But an effective bitch. ^___^
Going to C's in a little while to watch Dogma. Yay for Kevin Smith!
In sadder news, Gregory Peck died today. Let's have a moment of silence for Atticus Finch himself...
Tuesday, June 10, 2003
10:12 p.m.
Good for Us
music: Magic Carpet Ride- The Crystal Method
My country, world! My GOD-DAMN BRILLIANT COUNTRY!
Canada, I love you.
But Alberta is once again reminding the world why we have a bad reputation for being thought of as red-necked, reactionary, hicks. Honestly, our Premier doesn't speak for all of us. We can be worse than Quebec somedays.
But still? Not a bad day to be Canadian.
BTW: isn't it funny that Canada's legalizing gay marriage, while the US is still debating whether or not to get rid of sodomy laws. Oh how I love the land North of the 49th parallel...
Saturday, June 7, 2003
01:05 a.m.
A Quote of Infinite Truth (unfortunately)
"Writing a book is an adventure: it begins
as an amusement, then it becomes a
mistress, than a master, and finally a tyrant."
- Sir Winston Churchill
Saturday, June 7, 2003
12:25 a.m.
Wig in a Box Lyrics
music: Wig in a Box- Me acapella, sadly
Hedwig And The Angry Inch - Wig In A Box
On nights like this
when the world's a bit amiss
and the lights go down
across the trailer park
I get down
I feel had
I feel on the verge of going mad
and then it's time to punch the clock
I put on some make-up
and turn up the tape deck
and pull the wig down on my head
suddenly I'm Miss Midwest
Midnight Checkout Queen
until I head home
and put myself to bed
I look back on where I'm from
look at the woman I've become
and the strangest things
seem suddenly routine
I look up from my Vermouth on the rocks
a gift-wrapped wig still in the box
of towering velveteen.
I put on some make-up
and some LaVern Baker
and pull the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm Miss Beehive 1963
Until I wake up
And turn back to myself
Some girls they have natural ease
they wear it any way they please
with their French flip curls
and perfumed magazines
Wear it up
Let it down
This is the best way that I've found
to be the best you've ever seen
I put on some make-up
and turn up the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm Miss Farrah Fawcett
from TV
until I wake up
and turn back to myself
Shag, bi-level, bob
Dorothy Hammil do,
Sausage curls, chicken wings
It's all because of you
With your blow dried, feather back,
Toni home wave, too
flip, fro, frizz, flop,
It's all because of you
It's all because of you
It's all because of you
Ok, everybody...
I put on some make-up
turn up the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm this punk rock star
of stage and screen
and I ain't never
I'm never turning back
My audition song, ladies and gentlemen. Possibly. We'll see... Long live RHPS!
Tuesday, June 3, 2003
10:49 p.m.
Achival Time
Another month down. Something like 11 school days to go. I can manage. I can manage. I will not kill Treen-the-hat-BITCH. I won't. I may however, light her desk on fire. Gah, how I dislike that woman...
Self restraint, A. Self restraint. And I'm writing again. Yay for me...
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