+I neglected to mention...+
=Wednesday, October 31, 2001 at 08:52 p.m.=
I find "abnormalities" beautiful. Things like birth marks, scars, and extended fingers. Everyone is always freaked out when they see someone who has one of these, but I do think they are quite exquisite in their own way. The reason I put abnormalities in quotations is because I don't find them abnormal at all; but that is how others referr to them.
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+Oh no! Looks like Laura's horny! (I won't deny it, I may as well let my feelings show...)+
=Wednesday, October 31, 2001 at 04:00 p.m.=
Physical attraction (to me) is a buzzing stomach feeling, and when it occurs, it makes me laugh like a ghost is tickling me. It may indeed be quite comforting to find a good-looking guy who's personality makes everything 10 times better, but that always leads to destruction because emotional attachment causes awkward moments if only one of you thinks about the other naked. Actually, I don't picture anyone I like completely naked. I usually just have these...phantasmagorias of him and I without our shirts on, with his arms wrapped around my back, and me caressing his chest maybe. The torso is such a fascinating part of the body. It's sensual and soft, but also extra personal being that the key organs lie beneath the surface. Not only that, but there isn't anything completely "nasty" about it. It isn't even considered censor-worthy, which is just fine by me.

There's this guy at school I tell my friends about. Two, actually. One I know on an okay "wave at you in halls but only talk to you after school" basis; the other I don't have any relation to at all. Anyway, I always say how I want their bodies, which, come to think of it, is odd, considering I basically just want their torso. Which is why hugging is so precious... but I don't just want to jump in and do it, so my "limited" version is just kind of latching on to the arm. But it feels so good...and cozy...

Why do people have to be so godamn cute?!?!

And on top of that nice?!?!?!
but then they still don't display affection to you... *sighs*
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+Anti-Gravity+
=Wednesday, October 31, 2001 at 12:13 a.m.=
I'm a proud lil sucker! First time I didn't procrastinate. I actually did my homework on time and early. and now i have no obligations. boo-yah.
Halloween tomorrow, er today, I guess, will be so so fun! Mandy, Maggie, and I are dressing as a British rock band. Just for kicks, you know. I turned out relatively normal, sadly. Just grey dickies, black polo shirt, pigtails, white converse, hot pink/blue sock armbands, white shawl. Kinda cool I think, but it's just me...Or is it?
Oh and I know a boy who like a girl. I wish he would say who though. GOD! I want to know!
I am having so much fun tonight...I played Valerie both versions of the Incubus video, but the sound didnt work, so I played the song form my stereo, and it matched but it was just funny.
So i busted out s.c.i.e.n.c.e. and it's at the end during the "secret" track, and I always laught at this. This is hella freakt. "Show me your tits!" Or something I can't make out. "You better checkity check yourself before you wreckity wreck yourself!" Ahhh, ecstasy listening to that in the dark. Also, ecstasy is socks fresh out of the dryer... don't you agree?
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+Hoo Haa Haa+
=Sunday, October 28, 2001 at 09:51 p.m.=
I did a mad lib story online. The link is:

http://www.fuali.com/Online_Time_Wasters/bw-fairytale/story.asp?id=gDEEjbaAcIcaBHIbbBFHBGBCjih

or you can read it right here. This story has a ring of truth to it, too:
Once upon a time, there was a disgusted, nasty girl named Laura. Everyone loved Laura, but that didn't matter. You see she was queer and in love with Lethy, who happens to hate queer girls. Laura tried very hard not to be queer. She even tried fucking. But that didn't work. Then one day while skipping through a very cold bathroom, she tripped upon a red monkey. This red monkey spoke to Laura and said, "If you can answer my riddle I will grant you a wish." Well Laura lifted. And she slowly said, "What is your riddle, corrupted monkey?" The monkey replied, "If a snake has a glove, how many leaves does it stuff?" Laura thought about the riddle and answered, "15!" The monkey began crying, than it kissed, and turned into a doctor. The doctor kicked and said, "You are correct! You turned this old monkey into back into a handsome doctor. What is your wish?" Laura was so happy! She knew exactly what she wanted, "I don't want to be queer any more! That way Lethy will fall in love with me." The doctor then tapped his red notebook and Laura was no longer queer! She left the bathroom to find Lethy. When she did, she found him stroking Maggie, the erect girl from Santa Cruz. And Lethy and Maggie lived tenderly ever after. Laura, on the other hand, died a tall spinster. The end.
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+Right On for Dweeby Kids!+
=Sunday, October 28, 2001 at 09:33 p.m.=
I AM 64% GEEK.
Nerd, Freak, Geek, Dweeb. Sound familiar? That's okay, cause I will be the richest person at my 15th year high-school reunion. If a "con" isn't happening that weekend. Take the GEEK Test at Fuali.com!
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+An Html Baby is Born+
=Sunday, October 28, 2001 at 04:22 p.m.=
Score! New Layout! Background may take a while to load, but I love it anyway. If you look closely, (well, it doesn't even have to be "closely" you'll notice I was under heavy influence of Maggie when I made this layout. Ah, well, 'tis all just keen and nice, yes?
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+Life is Grand. (Or at Least Last Night Was)+
=Sunday, October 28, 2001 at 01:24 p.m.=
Ahh, everything is perfect. Last night's Santa Cruz show was absolutely awesome. Especially considering the past shows I've been to weren't quite so pleasing, this one really brought up my spirits. Not only did all the bands (Rohner, (de Division Day) Keeping Ellis, A Burning Water, Under A Dying Sun) play spectacularly, but it was also very intimate and casual. It was so intimate in fact, you could smell eachother's sweat, and feel eachother's breath on your necks, but nobody cared so it was all good. Plus, it was special. I mean, there were several A Burning Water encounters that made it all the better.

The first was an awkward, "Hey I remember you. We're lost. Are you lost too?" And yeah, they didn't know where this "Noise Box" was located either. But later, as people so rudely *cough* wiggled their way in front of me during Keeping Ellis, Collin made a cute little wave Maggie's way. Her glory, though I bathe myself in it, too, just because. I sacrificed myself for that wave. His elbow grazed my ear numerous times. Ouchies, the pain! Haha.

And finally, the Brian encounter. Well, see, I haven't talked to him ever before, though Maggie and Sam did once. Anyway, people (excluding Maggie I must remember) say how "Brian is an ass. Dickhole!" You know, all that shit. But when we went to the little merch table he was running, he was just as benign as anyone. He even asked if we had travelled "all the way from Campbell" (that isn't a quote, but a phrase more or less) and such. They ran out of patches, but Brian says he'll mail one (or more?) to Maggie. And hey, I asked could I put my address down, too, but no, he will mail double to Maggie. I think? Dude, Maggie tell me if that's wrong, but I don't think it is. And don't try to cheat me out of it, either!! Hee hee, just kidding.
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+Bust out the party poppers!+
=Monday, October 22, 2001=
The Incubus cd comes out in exactly 45 minutes. Ooh, I can't wait! Even though I already have the music, there's more to it...CD art, lyrics, photos, the whole shebang. Hmm, I wonder if Maggie will actually be able to do the "Go to Tower at 11:55; wait til 12; get cd" routine. Ah, we'll see. Either way, yay for Incubus!
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+Why does it always rain on me?+
=Saturday, October 20, 2001=
ARG! I had this really cool new layout all worked out, and I was just about to post it! While transferring the images to servers, all my little images workes except the background. Given that it is indeed a background, although quite a nice one, none of my little storage places will take it!! ARG! And it was the best part, too!
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+7-11+
=Saturday, October 20, 2001=
7-11 has handy items. That's why they're dubbed "convinience stores." But uh, last night the little show at the outhouse didn't present much entertainment for the lost little souls of Maggie and I. So we headed to 7-11 to spend our 6 bucks elsewhere. So that's how we spent our bonding time...sitting on a cold cement block in front of a store near two little skater dudes eating cheetos and chips, slim jims, soda, candy and doughnuts. Oh, how we binged. And I loved it. Mmm Mmm Mmm.
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+What I Got+
=Thursday, October 18, 2001=
Today I spyed on everybody...and as a result many strange things occured. Today's highlights are as follows:

-Finished homework during class and got full credit

-ate yummy sandwich during lunch

-Though sad, I watched as my beloved darling had to call home and be taken home (He looked so adorable and helpless!)

-Valerie and I translated our part of Taming of the Shrew into a really embarrasing yet funny story of horny guys looking at porno mags. (I was asked about my sexual orientation)

-Got 2 head pats and a bosom hug by Senor Lethy

-Went to Maggie's

-Experienced halarious situation with Mr. Fernandez where he laughed like a hyiena for a very long time, wore plaid boxers, (he has scrawny legs) and itched his crotch.

Sad thing about the crotch is...it wasn't your average touch-n-go. He was full on digging for potatos! Ugh, I think I can never view him the same again...
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+How can people enjoy watching sex videos?+
=Tuesday, October 16, 2001=
Because. It's like if you see someone eating you get hungry. If you see people having sex, you get horny. Everyone likes being horny.



Okay, maybe not everybody. Some people must really hate it if they're like, a nun or something...
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+Bacon In My Belly+
=Tuesday, October 16, 2001=
Not to offend any of you vegetarians, but I absolutely love bacon! And I just ate some in a b.b.q. burger, so my stomach is on the verge of exploding right now.

*Ahem* In reference to my last entry, Maggie wrote:

"To comment on Laura's entry: Yes, I know I contradict myself *way* too often. But seriously, I can be proud of saying that A Burning Water was 100 percent my discovery. Full on. And I am proud of it. I heard music, I liked it, I pursued, I think they're fantastic and stellar and great. If anyone else thinks that, then more power to them."

As a sidenote to her, or anyone else who reads both our entries, I wasn't reffering to her when I wrote that, actually. I was thinking of someone completely not her height, age, or race. But I do think it's intriguing to write something and have people incorporate it into their actions. It's not like I affected her or anything, but I made her think about something. Uh, yay?

I was told my shoes were ugly. (Black Pumas; white swish thing) And because why? "Because I've seen a lot of people with those shoes. That makes them ugly." Oh, sorry I didn't realize that they actually have a factory that makes more than one pair so that more than one person can wear them. By the way, how can someone who owns black Converse say that? [To clarify if that was unclear...A TON of people I know have black converse. I mean, everyone. And this person has them, too. But he was going around saying people shouldn't have certian shoes because too many people have them. Damn hypocrites.]

P.S. I never said I *wasn't* a hypocrite.
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+Phantasmagoria+
=Monday, October 15, 2001=
I've had such a fulfilling day today. It was minimum day, and we got out at 10:55 which is way early, considering I wouldn't even be awake at that time on a non-school day. So that left Jenny and I to go to Maggie's with Jenny's new dog. (Cody) He's so cute and friendly. And the kind of good dog that's not all yappy and such. Anyway, the three of us had an interesting chat about some random things. I'm not sure, but I always tend to point out hypocracy (sp?) and things like that. I know I'm a hypocrite. I admit to it, okay? But everyone will always say something similar to, "Yeah, well I hate it how I introduced so-and-so to this band, and they totally don't give me any credit. They take it on as their own and out-do me and such. I just feel like..*I* introduced you to them, don't I get any credit!" Well, my answer to that is: No, no you don't because don't you remember who introduced that same band to you?? Peoplw think they were the first to find a band, and on some occasions it's true, but mostly it isn't. People learn from siblings, friends, or online through message boards quite frequently it appers. =D Nyuck, nyuck, nyuck.

Well, sorry to abruptly leave, but it's about time for my
>> phantasmagoria << beautiful dreams. I'm thinking I should write them in here, but I'm not sure people could handle my insanity. Ha; guess you'll find out tomorrow.
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+Rub-A-Dub-A-Dub-Dub! We wash and scrub!+
=Saturday, October 13, 2001=
Halloween! And whatever shall I dress as?? Maggie and I were brainstorming costume ideas, and here's what she said: We could all be Teletubbies in sweatsuits. On the note of sweatsuits, I said we should all dress in brown and when someone asks, "What are you supposed to be?" You can say, "I'm a piece of shit. Can't you tell??"
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