Cranberry Sauce

Here lies my story:

Monday, April 29, 2002

I had an amazing nine days... Supremely rewarding if I do say so myself! This was one of those weeks when a whole mess of important projects are due, and there was tests and quizzes galore!! All of which I aced! No, seriosuly. And Ms. Caywood actually gave me an A- on my paper; a great suprise from a woman like her... I kicked ass on those easy, though worth a thousand bucks for the effort STAR tests, and (for the most part) dealt with the three consecutive badminton games well, too. So there was a slight ripple of uncertainty, but whence it was gone and passed it made me feel great. Of course, all this made me completely tired, but then there was Fanime! Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, too, I was at that hotel blowing my money on items of obscurity and the likes. But you know... it was fun. There's this anime the american people are dubbing called I, My, Me! Strawberry Eggs! It's really weird... this guy cross-dressing to get a teacher's job and a young girl enamored with "her." Very... uhhhm... "what the fuck." So that brings me to today, and now all I am left with is nothing; no energy, no money. But I'm still happy...
Laura tried to play DDR and sucked at it at 07:59 p.m.

Tuesday, April 23, 2002

Ahh, you gotta love early ninties and late eighties sitcoms. So corny, so silly. Ahh, thank the heavens for Nick at Night. And Cowboy Bebop on Adult Swim!! Television is my savior to escape the dull reality I am part of, much to my dismay. Ahh, yes, the joys of badminton. I had a bad day at our game. I missed a whole bunch of easy things, and I think I made Mandy pissed. Anyway, it's not rewarding to me just to win is what i'm saying.
Laura pleh plehed at 09:43 p.m.

Monday, April 15, 2002

I saw Incubus and Hoobastank last night! They kicked my ass! Normally, i would love to speak more on the matter, but my head weighs that of ten bricks and I cannot resist the urge to rest it on a nice fluffy flannel pillow...

I feel guilty about something, but i can't recall what. It's caused me to have lapses now and again. I don't know why, but I'm always one of those sick kids, having emotional and pysical truobles. I wish I was stronger on the inside; that would improve it all. I just feel so futile...
Laura rock a byed at 10:57 p.m.

Friday, April 12, 2002

I swear... almost every time I think something incredible and great is going to happen in my life, it never does. There's always a fall-out on the most important events. Or those sequences which would reach a very "happy-provoking" point never get there because the pattern which they follow is broken somewhere along the line. It would be nice to have a most-memorable time of the year. Or someone who I could claim such things as this: "_______ was the best thing that ever happened to me!" or "I met ________ and never looked back!" Just milestones of life that lately have been skipped over. Any time I meet someone who I truly think is a remarkable person, they always turn out to be some kid who can't stand up for himself. One of those "well, everyone else is doing it" kinda guys. I'm sick of these types.

As far as events go, the more thrilling ones occured early on in the year and have gone downhill, more or less. But that's okay, I always have summer stuff to look forward too. Whooooo hoooooo.

A quick bashing: Friends who do something to impress you and not for themselves in the least, well, I don't want them to be my friends. God, when did people turn into such jackasses...?
Laura audiovented at 08:59 p.m.

Saturday, April 6, 2002

Last week I began writing the week out, but found that I didn't have enough time. I won't continue that, but rather... I'll start fresh with the new shit. catergorized, baby! (yeah?)

Long Ass Project
The essay is finally done! Turned in to the most critical history teacher! I just hope she gets laid prior to grading mine. Maybe she'll take it easy? My topic was cameras. Just... cameras, how they've changed/improved and yadda yadda. Not too interesting. Not as boring as power outages.

Drama Like No Other
You would think badminton could not cause such ruckus, you know? But this week's games had times of questionable uncertainty for some. Not for me, but for Maggie; Beth. Maggie and Mandy used to be partners, but they got split up, and now... Mandy's my partner. SO- Maggie is kinda left hanging and has to play on que. Beth's partner didn't go to the game on Thursday, and she was rather irked, understandably. But you know... that's exactly how it was for me for the first month. And it sucks, a lot. And I know that because I already experienced it. It's just ironic becuase now that it's happening to other people, the tables are turned. I wonder if anyone besides me realized that? We played Del Mar both Tuesday and Thursday, which was cool to talk to some of my old comrades. Seems that no one has really truly changed. I wish Megan would, but, ugh, I guess not. I'm just reminded of the people I met, but that takes me back to the begining of the year, when I was fucking forlorn. Then I realize how thankful I am to have people like Maggie, although we have our quarrels and awkward moments, she's been there through school transfers and all, and I respect her.

Spectacular Events!!Incubus! And Hoobastank! With Maggie + Valerie! (Oh yeah, Patrick is going, too...)
Fanime! Merchandise! Heaven! Jesus + Maggie + Brandon! (Among others)
Warped Tour! Lots of good bands! Lots of good merchandise! And great company, too...
Okay, there's other stuff, but it hasn't been finalized enough to count...
Laura scratched up a memory at 10:43 a.m.


	Here lies my story: Monday, April 29, 2002 I had an amazing nine days... Supremely rewarding if I do say so myself! This was one of those weeks when a whole mess of important projects are due, and there was tests and quizzes galore!! All of which I aced! No, seriosuly. And Ms. Caywood actually gave me an A- on my paper; a great suprise from a woman like her... I kicked ass on those easy, though worth a thousand bucks for the effort STAR tests, and (for the most part) dealt with the three consecutive badminton games well, too. So there was a slight ripple of uncertainty, but whence it was gone and passed it made me feel great. Of course, all this made me completely tired, but then there was Fanime! Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, too, I was at that hotel blowing my money on items of obscurity and the likes. But you know... it was fun. There's this anime the american people are dubbing called I, My, Me! Strawberry Eggs! It's really weird... this guy cross-dressing to get a teacher's job and a young girl enamored with "her." Very... uhhhm... "what the fuck." So that brings me to today, and now all I am left with is nothing; no energy, no money. But I'm still happy... Laura tried to play DDR and sucked at it at 07:59 p.m. Tuesday, April 23, 2002 Ahh, you gotta love early ninties and late eighties sitcoms. So corny, so silly. Ahh, thank the heavens for Nick at Night. And Cowboy Bebop on Adult Swim!! Television is my savior to escape the dull reality I am part of, much to my dismay. Ahh, yes, the joys of badminton. I had a bad day at our game. I missed a whole bunch of easy things, and I think I made Mandy pissed. Anyway, it's not rewarding to me just to win is what i'm saying. Laura pleh plehed at 09:43 p.m. Monday, April 15, 2002 I saw Incubus and Hoobastank last night! They kicked my ass! Normally, i would love to speak more on the matter, but my head weighs that of ten bricks and I cannot resist the urge to rest it on a nice fluffy flannel pillow... I feel guilty about something, but i can't recall what. It's caused me to have lapses now and again. I don't know why, but I'm always one of those sick kids, having emotional and pysical truobles. I wish I was stronger on the inside; that would improve it all. I just feel so futile... Laura rock a byed at 10:57 p.m. Friday, April 12, 2002 I swear... almost every time I think something incredible and great is going to happen in my life, it never does. There's always a fall-out on the most important events. Or those sequences which would reach a very "happy-provoking" point never get there because the pattern which they follow is broken somewhere along the line. It would be nice to have a most-memorable time of the year. Or someone who I could claim such things as this: "_______ was the best thing that ever happened to me!" or "I met ________ and never looked back!" Just milestones of life that lately have been skipped over. Any time I meet someone who I truly think is a remarkable person, they always turn out to be some kid who can't stand up for himself. One of those "well, everyone else is doing it" kinda guys. I'm sick of these types. As far as events go, the more thrilling ones occured early on in the year and have gone downhill, more or less. But that's okay, I always have summer stuff to look forward too. Whooooo hoooooo. A quick bashing: Friends who do something to impress you and not for themselves in the least, well, I don't want them to be my friends. God, when did people turn into such jackasses...? Laura audiovented at 08:59 p.m. Saturday, April 6, 2002 Last week I began writing the week out, but found that I didn't have enough time. I won't continue that, but rather... I'll start fresh with the new shit. catergorized, baby! (yeah?) Long Ass Project The essay is finally done! Turned in to the most critical history teacher! I just hope she gets laid prior to grading mine. Maybe she'll take it easy? My topic was cameras. Just... cameras, how they've changed/improved and yadda yadda. Not too interesting. Not as boring as power outages. Drama Like No Other You would think badminton could not cause such ruckus, you know? But this week's games had times of questionable uncertainty for some. Not for me, but for Maggie; Beth. Maggie and Mandy used to be partners, but they got split up, and now... Mandy's my partner. SO- Maggie is kinda left hanging and has to play on que. Beth's partner didn't go to the game on Thursday, and she was rather irked, understandably. But you know... that's exactly how it was for me for the first month. And it sucks, a lot. And I know that because I already experienced it. It's just ironic becuase now that it's happening to other people, the tables are turned. I wonder if anyone besides me realized that? We played Del Mar both Tuesday and Thursday, which was cool to talk to some of my old comrades. Seems that no one has really truly changed. I wish Megan would, but, ugh, I guess not. I'm just reminded of the people I met, but that takes me back to the begining of the year, when I was fucking forlorn. Then I realize how thankful I am to have people like Maggie, although we have our quarrels and awkward moments, she's been there through school transfers and all, and I respect her. Spectacular Events!!Incubus! And Hoobastank! With Maggie + Valerie! (Oh yeah, Patrick is going, too...) Fanime! Merchandise! Heaven! Jesus + Maggie + Brandon! (Among others) Warped Tour! Lots of good bands! Lots of good merchandise! And great company, too... Okay, there's other stuff, but it hasn't been finalized enough to count... Laura scratched up a memory at 10:43 a.m.