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Friday, April 4, 2003
01:52 p.m.
Life in a Fishbowl
music: Praise Chorus- Jimmy Eat World
Actually, I am not in a fishbowl. I am in a CALM lab. Listening to CDs, and watching Paul look for stuff on LCD coding. Yay.
"We're Stabbing Westward, we suck."
You know, by that sentiment, I am totally the Stabbing Westward of high school students. Or maybe we are.
I should be doing CALM.
I am doing nothing.
I prefer the latter.
Seriously... kill me before I get any more random.
"Fine! This... CUTE PUPPY is your new student council president!"
-Clone High
Yeah...
Friday, April 4, 2003
01:10 p.m.
Tradishun
music: Buddy Holly- Weezer
Yes, CALM lab again.
Katelynn is abusive.
Stephen is Bobbo the Fortune Teller. People call him Bobbo. Or The Fortune Teller.
After reading that Katelynn is prolly going to come after me with an axe (again).
C has started pestering me with Selden questions. Have I mentioned I love Selden?
Oddly enough, so does everyone else. Though all they knew about him (up until 3rd period) was that he wore a bucket hat. And had trippy hair. Go figure. I think all my friends are genetically predisposed to fangirl-isms.
And finally...
"Holy Knickers Batman!"
Thursday, April 3, 2003
08:40 p.m.
Bandwagons? Where?
music: Have You Ever- Incubus
Since Katelynn did it, I must too. Are there any bridges I can go jump off while I'm at it?
"Logan: What? Bur Remy doesn't do drugs!
Hank: *sigh* For the sake of time, I'll spare you my usual lecture about alcohol and niccotine being drugs..."
-Lost Posessions, a random piece of X-men slash I randomly decided to read. ^_^;;;;
"Joan of Acr (to Abraham Lincon): Don't worry, he's just making empty promises and detailing his workout routine.
JFK: (on stage, running for school president) And on Fridays I do legs! But not my calves, because as you'll recall I do them on Thrusdays with my glutz!
Random Audience Fangirl: I LOVE YOU JFK!"
-Clone High (~worships Joan~)
"Remy: When are you going to learn it's impossible to lie to an empath?"
-X-Men: Evolution-- O.o;; no comment.
"Cal: (reading) It says here that as an RA I can't sleep with anyone on my floor. Guess I'll hafta use my bed then."
-Undergrads. ...I shouldn't be allowed to watch television.
Anyway:
1. Hank (Beast) is a slasher fangirl. Really.
2. Yogurt makes you hiiiiiigh...
3. The Pianist has come to the Monarch ~joygasms~
4. The One Act Play Festival starts tommorrow. ^___^
5. Did I mention Hank's a slasher fangirl?
^_^;;; And I'm officially odd.
Thursday, April 3, 2003
02:03 p.m.
Coulmn?
I am Canadian. I know this not only because it says so on my driver's licence, but also because I have screamed it out after too much cola at many a Canada celebration, and cheered after such sentiments have been stated in beer commercials.
Like a decent portion of today's Canadians I'm not all that fond of certain aspects of American foreign policy, which shall remain nameless. And there are certain things about American culture I don’t like either (reality TV, for a start). But even the most staunch anti-American would have to cringe when faced with the behaviour of some of his fellow citizens as of late.
For me, the day of embarrassment came about two weeks ago, on one of the last nights of MHHS band tour, 2003. My enlightened and mature class of band sophisticates had gone out to dinner theatre, and an emcee happened to ask if there were Americans in the crowd. The standard crop of cross-border tourists raised their hands, and my fellow high school students booed.
Wednesday, April 2, 2003
10:19 p.m.
He's an ELF!?!?!
music: Rough Draft- Yellowcard
Reasons for this (see above) being a Selden song:
"Is it hard to see the things you substitute
for me and all my thoughts of you?"
"Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong
but so is your blank stare in lieu of this song."
And the fact that this one line sounds like "It's eating me alive to lead you..."
Yay for the elf. Umeri is an IDIOT.
Sunday, March 30, 2003
03:12 a.m.
And now it's Time to ask Ourselves: "What the Fuck am I Doing Up?"
Well, just got back from a bad paying, but productive babysit. Watched X Men: Evolution and Buffy, did Bio homework, finished my 2nd(!) book of the day, coloured Selden, and started my fic for Katelynn.
The Fic's Plot: Lance floats around in deep water thinking about the mockery his non-life has become. Alayn worried, forgetting that when you're dead suicide and self-mutilation are non-options. Yay.
Oh, and Umeri and Palan sell for roughly $800 (together). And Selden is 'too old for Umeri' (he's 20). And I don't know what the hell that means in context to the story, but it's been rattling around in my head.
And Crasins/Will Ferguson/Protector of the Small all rule.
And Kurtslash is cute/angsty.
And I should go to bed...
Night, all.
Friday, March 28, 2003
01:01 p.m.
CALM. Again. My life is futile.
music: twenty computer monitors- Computer Lab
I am bored. Therefore I am. CALM sucks ass!
Vive La France!
Oh fargit... I'll be back once I finish the assignment.
Wednesday, March 26, 2003
11:01 p.m.
So yeah...
Socialist - You believe the free market can be
beneficial, but that a large and powerful state
is necessary to redistribute the wealth of the
top classes to those of the bottom. You also
think that basic utilities and trasportation
should be publicly owned. Your historical role
model is Eugene Debs.
Which political sterotype are you?
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^________^
And...
There are no Roads Leading out of The City.
The Council has a balck, Lexus-like car.
Fight Club the movie, kicks more ass than I remembered.
Universe building is essential only when you have a specific universe.
Kel rules. As does Lady Knight.
~goes off to read~
Saturday, March 15, 2003
11:16 p.m.
Tired, Sickly, but filled with news.
music: Cell Block Tango- Chicago soundtrack
So... I finally have The Cold in full force. I still have 7 cum 'view questions to do, but I can't figure out how to do them. Shall look again 2morrow, I s'pose. Slept about ten or eleven hours today. Isn't it sad when that's a lot?
Now, for the news of the last 2 days...
Friday:
- So my day started out with my job shadow for CALM<--(-_-)
I was at the News, and crazily nervous about it. But everyone was really cool. I wrote a column-- published in Saturday's paper<--(*^_^*), Doug, the city editor told me I had a good sense of humor, and "I've read a lot of high school work, and you're very good" (or something, either way, it's a huge compliment).
-Then I went to a press conference with Jana Pruden. Jana's really cool. She told me a lot of stuff about the biz, and about her life. We swapped back stories (both only children w/ divorced 'rents), and got coffee. You can tell she's got a good reputation in the city, and she's very cool. Nice not to be let down by my local hero.
-So, then I went home (4:30-ish) and called Katelynn to rant, then deicded we needed to celebrate my first ever publication. (Squee! -again.) Called C and Murray, too.
- 6:30-- C, K and I are in the car, joined a few minutes later by Murray (now, unfotunately known as 'The Scottish Cowboy' -____-;;;). My two "best friends" acted like their usual evil selves. Though it did mean that I sat next to him all evening. ^_^;;; Did haved trouble explaining to Mom why you deided to hang mittens from the rearview mirror...
-We went to Chicago up at the 'plex. I was plesantly surprised. As someone whose last foray into blockbuster musicals was Moulin Rouge (Ick, ick, ick...), it was nice to see a *good* movie, with kickass musical sequences.
-Then C went home, and the rest of us went to Superstore, where Murray found out who Katelynn likes, Katelynn found out that I can be as big of a pain in the arse as her, and I found out that I have a crush on a Star Wars geek (~sob~). After buying ~shudder~ Strawberry Pocky, we left for the downtown Timmie's.
- After much coffe, doughnuts, and idle chitchat (really, really idle) it was 11, and so we droppe off K, and then ther were two.
- So Murray and I went cruising for a while, just driving and talking, until eventually we ended up on his block, pulled the car over, and talked for another 1/2 hour.One thing I've always liked about the guy is how easy he is to make conversation with.
- Eventually I had to go home, so e got out to leave, and we friggin' shook hands again. (-_-;;; I'm a loser), then he leaned back in and hugged me, said "congratulations" and, "I'll see you Monday (hesistation) or sooner. Anyway, have a good weekend if I don't see you. Or if I do. Either way". <---He honestly sounded a little flustered ~shrugs~. Then I went home.
-The End-
Saturday:
- The column was published today. Other than that, I slept and did math. Woo hoo.
- Went to Turning Paige at seven. Saw Kezia, and her entourage (Adam), and... Turner. Heh, I was right... Kezia said she, 'liked the column'. Ego thus stoked i went to watch the movie. T'was really damn depressing, but also kinda funny, and really interesting. Four stars.
- Since then I have been sitting here. My throat hurts. My cum review is not done. I have not even considered my Biology. But I think I got Murray flustered. All is cool.
Tuesday, March 11, 2003
10:04 p.m.
To Do
music: Someday We'll Know- The New Radicals
Chapter 20 is done!
Things Left to Do...
(SPOILERS)
1) Darley backstory (not much, but a little) and 'teach me how to be a pickpocket!'
2)Liaden's "I hate romance and must break and bend Andrinor Mialrin's will." monologuue.
3) Zekki (She has had about two pages of air time. Not good.)
4) Drinor/Adrienne. B/c, it's there.
5) the 'campfire girls' ~smirks~
and finally...
6)Whatever else I may think of.
Yay. It doesn't feel as close to done as it is. But it's getting there... it's just little stuff, and a lot of secondary plot threads that need to be put out.
~yawns~ Strange, eh?
Monday, March 10, 2003
09:08 p.m.
More Text-Quiz-ness
music: Love you Madly/Shadow Stabbing- Cake
...I'm noticing a distinct trend in the music I'm listening to. ^_____^ Anyway,
I am not: A republican
I hurt: Katelynn. Kicking is sweet vengence. *^__^*
I hate: Hypocrisy
I fear: Humiliation
I hope: For inspiration
I crave: Love
I regret: Opening my stupid mouth
I cry: Irregularily
I care: About too little
I long: For cake (not Cake- cake)
I feel alone: More than you'd expect
I listen: To everything. And Cake...
I hide: My insecurities
I drive: To the video store
I sing: Loudly
I dance: In school hallways
I write: Too much and yet not enough
I breathe: From the diaphragm
I play: Shadow of Destiny
I miss: Everworld
I search: For coffee
I learn: No math
I feel: A little better about things
I know: Who I am
I say: "Bugger off into a telephone pole!"
I succeed: At talking shit
I fail: Math quizzes
I dream: In black and white
I wonder: Because it makes the world more interesting
I want: Murray (what?)
I worry: About my state of mind
I have: More fun than I realize
I give: My opinon
I fight: For truth
I wait: Badly
I need: Music, and Corel Word Perfect 8
I hope: There is always laughter
I will: Sing along
Yeah. How spiffy.
Sunday, March 9, 2003
10:33 p.m.
Quiz-ness
music: Commissioning a Symphony in C- Cake
Not one of those LJ quizzes- a text one. Always meant to do one of these, never do. Give it a 'whirl' if you're bored (that means you, C).
1. What was the last song you heard? This feels redundant- but the music's already changed, so now it's 'Meanwhile Rick James'... still by Cake, though.
2. What were the last two movies you saw? Shit... it's been a while. In theatres, The Quiet American and The 25th Hour (mmmm... Norton.) On VHS/DVD... uhm... Six Feet under- Season One, I guess.
3. What were the last three things you purchased? Food, gum, Katelynn's immortal soul.
4. What four things do you need to do this weekend?
1) Read too much Stephen King (Bag of Bones, is creepy as hell to read when babysitting. Plus, reading it at midnight was such a cliche.)
2) Play Shadow of Destiny. God, what were you expecting?
3) Avoid sltting my wrists out of a combination of existensial and boredom. (About half joking-- I'd rather go out by OD-ing on laughing gas. More fitting and ironic.)
4)Sleep. ^_______^ -Zzzzzz...
5. Who are the last five people you talked to? The 'rents (that makes 2, though not at the same time), Cheri, Katelynn, and Stephen (who is not gay, Dad. Yet, anyway.)
Joy joy joy. I love Cake. < /Cake worship >
And I'm not sure if I'm happy about Six Feet Under's new season because it means more crackling wit, and bok choi (hee!), or b/c it means I get to read Telsvision Without Pity's recaps.
~listens to 'Comfort Eagle'~ He is wearing his hat backwards, he is showing his tattoos, he is in the music business, he is calling me DUDE!
Rock on...
DUDE!
Yeah, I'm a dork.
Saturday, March 8, 2003
03:53 p.m.
Writing might actually be therputic... wow.
music: 83- John Mayer
Glad I got the down on paper. I feel a lot better. Course, the John Mayer music doesn't hurt either. Now, of to S of D
Lata. For real.
Saturday, March 8, 2003
03:26 p.m.
yeah...
music: Walk On- U2
the only baggage you can bring is all that you can't leave behind...
What's worse, being depressed, or knowing that your depression is completely petty? I hate angst- my own, at least. All this 'existensial', 'teenage' crap.
~muses~ I wonder if they'd put 'Didn't She Used to be the Happy One?' on my tombestone if I died. Ugh... that sounds morbid/suicidal. Even for me...
Think happy thoughts, Andrea.
Remember at the beginning of the year, when everyone else was depressed, and I was the (kind of) stable one? Well... now that C seems to be at least mostly happy again, I've become intensely fucked.
...Wunderbar.
It's kind of weird, somewhere along the road of grade eleven, I've lost a very intergral part of myself: my self confiedence. How the hell did that happen? Dunno. I just feel really insecure lately. Not in an obvious way, I'm still loud and hyper and shit. But...
Blah. There's just something off. And I'm overabusing the italics. ^_^;;;
Heh... oh well. I'll either get over it, pretend to get over it, or make a sandwich. ^_^
Besides, I have another ending of Shadow of Destiny to beat, and a baby-sitting job in 2 hours.
Viva la... uhm... la.
'Dios. (as in 'adios'- I think 'dios' might be the spanish word for god... oye.)
Friday, March 7, 2003
10:50 p.m.
Quizzie time! ...I'm pathetic
music: 4AM- OLP
We're Stabbing Westward, we suck...
Anyway...
Aww! You're Best Mate Ron!
Lucky for you, you are actually found in the books
themselves! You're funny, passionate,
protective, love chess and are fiercely loyal
to Harry. Sure, you've got your jealousies,
hurts and issues, but who doesn't? You're a
teen after all. Just try and stop being so
reckless, okay?? Harry will be devastated if
you die because you keep on throwing yourself
in front of him like that! And watch out for
someone trying to tempt you! *wibbles*
Which Ron Weasley are you?
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~scurries off like the little HP cannon-hugger she is. ...well, except for SB/RL. ...and PW/OW. ...yeah.~
I am 69% Evil Genius
Evil courses through my blood. Lies and deceit motivate my evil deeds. Crushing the weaklings and idiots that do nothing but interfere in my doings.
Take the Evil Genius Test at fuali.com
Heh... but why the hell is Al Gore on the picture??
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congrats!! your a stereo-typical indie fuck! your
nothin big nor special but still an indie fuck.
you are still into yourself more then anyone
else and look so damm fine. you dont get much
women but just enough to listen to a couple bad
emo records. you need a keyboard.
what type of indie fuck are you?
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...but I have a keyboard. ~is amused~
you're too boring to have a quote about yourself...
loser.
What quote represents you?
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Ow... and heh at the same time. I rule, hey?
You are an Avril Lavinge song!Actually you could be
any loud song.Your one word to describe
you:loud
Loud? Meeeeee? Never...
Your Heart is Grey
What Color is Your Heart?
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Well... that's an upper.
Romantic movie! You probably won't star in a porno
anytime soon. You seem to be really into the
whole "love" thing...romantic sex
with perfumed sheets and candles all over the
place. You're probably a hopeless romantic. You
value sex and respect your partner too much to
do anything like porn. AWWWWWW! <3
What kind of porno would you star in?
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Oh god.... ~laughs~. Maybe b/c I'm more likely to suffer a broken heart than grass stains ~winks/laughs some more~.
Lata, dude/ette(s)
Friday, March 7, 2003
02:04 p.m.
Post-Assignment Quizzness
You are Vlad the Impaler. The man behind the legend
of Dracula. You hanged your victims, stretched
them on the rack, burned them at the stake,
boiled them alive, but mostly impaled them.
Most of your killings were politically targeted
but sometimes you killed just because you were
bored. Your "reign of terror" lasted
from 1456 to 1462. Estimated numbers of victims
vary between 30,000 and more than 100,000.
Evil Evil man. Fie on you!
Which Imfamous criminal are you?
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Heh... MWAH! I like Vmapires. (and vikings...)
Friday, March 7, 2003
01:37 p.m.
Bored (as hell)
music: none- in a depressing, overly silent sort of way, too.
< haiku >CALM-lab once again..
Is it Friday already?
One half-hour to bell.
< /haiku >
How bored am I? Bored enough to be writing haikus. I think that sums it up pretty damn well, thanks.
How do I feel otherwise? Embarrassed. Proud. Hyper. Tired. Giddy. Stupid. Clever. Like an opossum. er... ye-ah.
Almost the end of the day. Almost the end of the day. ALmost the end of the day...
BUNNIES!
Thursday, March 6, 2003
09:16 p.m.
So...
music: Love You Madly- Cake
I kissed Murray today...
~blushes~
Seriously? It was nice. Small bit freaked about tomorrow, though. Oh well. ^_^;;;;
I wonder how badly Mr. Bevan teasted him?
Sunday, March 2, 2003
10:34 p.m.
Mmm... Vikings
Which Ringwraith are You?
By Lisa
For some reason, this struck me as realy funny...
Sunday, March 2, 2003
01:08 a.m.
Mood Wrecker
music: Something Wrong- Hissyfits
Remind me to stay on your good side.
What is Your Shakespearian Tragic Flaw?
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Actually, it has more to do with the fact that I thought the phrase 'cross me and you're pie' was hilarious than any need for retribution. I love Mr. Andronicus...
Sunday, March 2, 2003
12:35 a.m.
Thoughts...
music: It's Not Easy- Omar Goodness
So, starting tomorrow, a very special writing event will take place. Namely, I will begin chapter 20 of The 7th Element.
So, I think it's time to take a moment and thank all the people who've brought me this far, over a year and a bit, and to the brink of almost-completion.
Christiana- Thanks for putting the idea in my hands and letting me run with it. For letting me actually call all the shots, and trusting me, even on the stuff you didn't like. In other words, for letting me make it mine.
Katelynn- For countless sessions of idea-bouncing, and creative conversations, undying support, and the fanfiction. Always the fanfiction.
Danielle- For beta-ing (sort of), and forever reminding us that some people do like scruffy guys. And for liking the idea back when you were calling the villian 'Cheryl'.
Everyone from Fanfic.net- who will never see this, but have given me the greatest feedback, made me feel at home, and bolstered my ego. I have much to learn, but I've learned much, too. Thanks dudes.
David Eddings, Patricia C. Wrede, JK Rowling, KA Applegate, Lemony Snickett, Roald Dahl, Gordon Korman, Douglas Adams, Tamora Pierce, Meredith Ann Pierce, Tolkien, and every other author I've worshipped over the years- Who will definitely never ever read this (since some of your are dead- rest in peace at the end of the universe, Mr. Adams). It's safe to say that, without you guys, I would not be this funny, or this comfortable with fantasy and silly prose.
We've come so far since the days of 'Cheryl' and the nameless, faceless, souless world of the original RPG. We've seen name changes, writer's block, style fluxes, spinoffs, stacks of fangirl specualtion and fanart, websites, dice rolling, and even... a little magic.
So raise a glass of your favourite sugared beverage and toast- "Here's to The 7th Element-- now let's see twenty more chapters, in half the time."
Happy pseudo-anniversary, everyone.
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