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04:57 p.m. Monday, October 24, 2005
OMG I had total deja vu while I was trying to convert Heather to tampons. We started at the same. exact. time. I mean, both of us realized it at 5:15. Creepy? 0.0'
LOL! Isn't it madness? I'm glad.
OMGENGLISHPROJECTAAH!
07:47 p.m. Sunday, October 23, 2005
So, chilled with Emily, Heather and Amber for the weekend. Kicked major ass.
On Friday THE TRIO (and later amber, which makes THE FOUR)went out and kicked it until we landed at Emily's house. There we watched Nicolas Cage movies and I ate like a deranged pig.
Next day we went to Prescott for not one, but two festivals. The Pumpkin Festival at Young's Farm, was the first one of the day, and the first one of my life. Emily made fun of me, but she had reason to, I am posh like Tori. It was a odd experience, but it was super fun to watch Emily and Mrs. Burke get all excited over pumpkins. And Heather become delighted at the free samples. Bought some "liberal crowns" and a fish thing that you put on a necklace, which I forgot to bring home. Its uber cute.
Off to Prescott, where the second festival of BEER went on. Lucky bastads. We traveled around admiring all the fabulous things in the stores. Saw this uber cool dress I wanted to buy, but I was broke. Plus, I doubt if I'd fit in it (despite Heather and Emily's all- knowing- ness of my size?? They thought I would fit.) Too bad.
When we tore ourselves away from the land of awesomity, the FIVE, including Mrs. Burke, drove to see the Midsummer's Night Dream at the school.
That play, ROCKED. I laughed so hard when the two boys accidentally kissed, and everytime Mini-Bowie-Steven came on and pranced around. It was brilly. I had such a blast.
Today, sucked. I had to spend 4 hours at a shotgun program being told I was such a "natural" and had "great form" by a bunch of old guys. It was hot and I was supposed to be sleeping. On the bright side, I did hit 80% or more of my targets. Damn clay birds were MINE. So I rock at shotguns. Woohoo.
"whose liberal now huh?" ^_~
09:07 p.m. Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Kickin' quiz in LJ. Check it out.
Went to the library with Heather and Amber this afternoon. It was such a kick ass time; love hanging out with them. I always have a blast.
Cherel drove us home so she could put on make-up and change clothes for the backman. Heehee, she is adorable. Fed me some wicked microwave noodles, which I must get. Dropped us off at the library where I spent my time flipping through books searching for one that didn't make my face wrinkle in disguist, and consequentiallly cause Heather to burst out laughing. Seriously, there are some baaaaad books out there. *.*' Anywho, we spent our time just kickin' it and resting our feet on ottomans. I came home smelling like smoke? Anybody have a fucking clue as to why? What the hell...?
Man, I wish I was 21. I would so get smashed right now. Heehee PINT! Drunken irish fist of fury + PINT = GOOD TIMES. Kwah. Can't wait till I'm oldeeer. >>>^^<<<
That's all folks.
03:37 p.m. Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Made a new layout[for LJ]. Hrm..I don't like it. I have cool ideas in my head, I just can't make it happen, y'know?
My pita's still won't let me see the new layout. That thing drives me crazy. Heather said she made me a new one, but I don't see it! <<'
Mofo! Lauren and Sarah stopped me after school to talk. After my Mother made it clear I hated them. So I said a few nasty things and pushed them away. But of course, nobody saw. Gawd, what good is being a total badass if nobody pays attention? ...Hope you all know I'm kidding. ^^;
Then some freak tried to steal Emily's sweatshirt from me, so I slapped her and called her a bitch. But of course, nobody saw that either. You would think that if they wanted me to monkey woop-ass somebody, they might, LOOK!
Poured rain today and pissed me off. Honestly, how am I supposed to work under these conditions?
07:27 p.m. Monday, October 17, 2005
Whoa, read some of mine and heather's old entries...we do A LOT. We are so kick ass.
I dare everyone to go back and read their old entries. Its insane to think back on everything you've doen. And even more insane to read how you wrote it; I can't stand the way I tell things back yonder. Yikes. Its madness.
And I wish I could see my new layout Heather made me. It doesn't show me anything yet. Rawr.
06:43 p.m. Monday, October 17, 2005
Check out my conversation with GOD in http://www.livejournal.com/community/collectoddities/
Its pretty wicked.
http://www.titane.ca/concordia/dfar251/igod/main.html
Soo....that was fucking awesome.
Go figure, I end up talking to God about porn and black asses. Hoe down, going to hell.
Tegan baked me cupcakes! Squee! LOVE HER SO MUCH! So sweet! ^__^ She rocks, seriously.
Anywho, the hoe's: Lauren and Sarah left 6 messages on my phone and ran my phone bill up 0, so, I set my Mom on them. To sum it up, she told them to stop leaving stupidass messages. I <33333333 her!
Rained today, yuck.
Drunk boys giggling is the oddest sound ever. Just so you know. ^_^;
06:46 p.m. Sunday, October 16, 2005
Damn he looks good blonde. *cough* Moving on...
Turns out, I'm a freakin' frat boy. Seriously. Think about it: I say 'dude' and 'whoa' more than any surfer ever; I have the emotional intelligence of one; I share the same ideals; I say 'chug'; I've played with light sabers, and liked it; I dance in public like a moron; I swear; I use gangsta sayings to be funny and amuse myself; I stay up late; I sleep in late; I am a freaking FRAT BOY. Omg, this is crazy. Also, I pretend I'm hot.
Did a shit load 'o work for my English project. Yay. Go me!! Seriously, I kick ass today. *frat boy moment*
Woke up at one today. It was nice. Although, I was only up till like 12 last night. I'm such a good girl.
Convinced Heather to kidnap me and take me to the TUSCAN CAFE OF GODLINESS, only to be turned down by my Mother. Wants "family time". I think she is just mad 'cause I didn't do the dishes. Rawr.
Heard a great joke, made me laugh my ass off.
Heard Tom Cruise is getting braces, at least one thing about him will be straight.
I've decided to make this journal funnier. Because right now its kinda boring. I need to make ya'll laugh. Or I'll hate myself 4EVA. *kidding* Well, I will be sad if you don't have fun. SO-I shall be funnier.
04:36 p.m. Saturday, October 15, 2005
Erma jean, I'm excited. I had a fabby day, and it isn't over! Whee.
Woke up kinda early (8:00AM) for going to bed at 1AM. Heh. But, it was for Max's soccer game. Gawd, I was expecting a really stimulating game like it was when I was in soccer, but it sucked. I spent the whole time yelling with my Mom at Max to, quote, "Be aggressive you wuss". Many looks from parents who spent their time coddling their youngsters. I mean, come on. You're 10, its time to break out and PLAY! Gawd.
Tuscan Cafe, is the BEST PLACE IN THE WORLD omg. Love it. I take everyone there, but you have to pay for your own meal. Its bucks a person to eat the most delicious meal on earth. Oh, I so ate more than I weigh. Which is a lot, let me tell you.
Ran into Emily and Mrs. Burke at Target while purchasing 3 new shirts.
Rented some movies. I really love it when its just Mom, Max, and I. It is so nice and quiet and relaxing and fun.
Hear me rawr. RAWR.
07:12 p.m. Friday, October 14, 2005
Hah, so much fun today. Heather and Amber came over around, sometime after 1. 'Cuz that's when I woke up. ^-^; Anywho, spent a lot of time dancing and taking pictures with her camera phone. There are some good ones, "heathers in a fetus", "heathers shooting up", and...whoa, many more. They all rock. Hard. Like my bod. *wink*
Around 5:30, they snatched me off to Pei Wei for dinner and fun. But, dear Amber ran into some mofo from school and upset her. I didn't know what to do, so I made dirty analogies in hope of distracting her and/or making her better. I was supposed to go with them to the bookstore for Heather's HOWL, but Mum (who is sick) said No. Darn.
By the way, if any of you know, or are, the mofo who harrassed Tori, two things:
a)What the hell? Its bad enough you are a 'bully', but you are such a chicken shit, you have to do it online? Pussy. And,
b)When I find you, I will get revenge.
Happier topics....well, I'm out of topics all together! So I shall leave you with this:
My bod is so hard core, that bullets bounce off. Ugh.
Oh wait, one more thing! Beards are 'effing sexy right now. Especially on my dream priest. Yummers.
07:40 p.m. Thursday, October 13, 2005
I was in such as silly mood today!
There was this dude working for my dad, sort of handsome in a gritty mans-man sort of way. So I’m bringing my dad water or whatever, and I see him looking at me right. And ‘cuz I’m in such a silly mood, I wait till dad is gone and say...
Me: yo
Him: hey, whats up?
Me: not too much.
*insert us obviously checking each other out here*
Me: you’re checking me out! Haha
Him: er..yeah.
Me: I know I’m hot. No need to point it out
*insert me prancing away*
Mwah.
So I was talking to my Mom and I guess I “broke” something...
Mom: “why the fuck did you break this”
Me: “suuure, blame the pretty one”
04:45 p.m. Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Wanna know something crazy?
In the userinfo thing [in livejournal] it doesn't say if you're a chick or if you're a dude.
Why was I thinking about this? Hah, I shall reveal my treasure of information.
A pleasant person added me, so when I went to check their userinfo, I realized I couldn't tell if its a girl or a guy. And then I thought, whoa, what if people can't like tell what I am. I think I need to put 'female' in my bio.
Moving on. Sarah and Lauren kept calling me while I was chilling with Heather after school, which was way too fun. She called 10 times or something. And since I hate them, I was a major bitch. And yet, they don't get it. So I told my Mom hoping for some retaliation, and she said to ignore them (which I will do) and if it persists, she'll talk to them.
Mwah. Freakin' arsebuckets. Hah, arsebuckets...
I had a nice day today. Looking forward to chillin' with my 'homies' (whoa its weird calling them that...) all weekend. Squee.
09:01 p.m. Tuesday, October 11, 2005
You know what is strange? Well, many things. But this particular thought is in me head.
I was thinking about people in general and how nasty they can be. And well, it pissed me off. I kept thinking about how whenever I see someone being bullied or harrassed it makes me so angry I can barely control myself.
Like once I saw this 6th grader being pushed, shoved, etc and it just made me so mad I lost it. I went from la- la- good- mood, to fucking furious. I went up behind this black haired kid and shoved him and swore him out like a mother. I mean, I was pissed. I dragged his fucking ass behind the trees by Mrs. Burke's room (where we hid that dude's backpack. Oh the irony.) and swung at him a few times, never hit him really. I could have got in serious trouble. But I didn't care. I was that mad. I could have killed him if the little brunette boy didn't ask me to stop. I think he was so grateful, he was going to kiss me. Except I was so flushed even I was a little frightened.
What brought this on you might ask? Well, I saw the boys again. They weren't fighting. I doubt they recognized each other even. But I did and I fancy that they recognized me. I just stared at them until Mom called me back to the car.
It was so strange to see them. I mean, what do they mean to me? They were just some boys who pissed me off? But I guess it did.
But I got thinking, am I any better? I know I don't go around randomly bullying kids just because they are weaker, or do I? You know what, I just don't know. All I know is I'm enough of a hypocrite, but its usually polotics and stupid stuff. If I find out I'm hypocritical about this, I'll be pissed. At me of course. Not the poor soul who tells me this.
Kidding. Seriously, am I like that?
04:52 p.m. Tuesday, October 11, 2005
*refers to subject, in live journal* **Freakin' Protection Devices** Dun worry, I'm not talking about condoms,etc, I'm talking about my Spyware, Firewall, Privacy, and Virus programs for my computer. They are acting funny. Or, maybe its because I don't understand them.
Spyware works itself without any los problemos. And besides being uselessly old, Virus Scan works peachy. But when it comes to Firewall, I just sit and stare. And then sit and stare some more. Then whine to Heather. And repeat with Privacy program. Usually about 8 times or so.
But I think Heather is sick of it. Or more like exhasperated. Not that I blame her. I'm building a shrine for her never-ending patience with meh. Heh.
Anyway, the point is that I am requesting assistance. Preferably one who knows how to deal with idiots. On crack. And who are underexposed to basic knowledge. Yes, I could go on..but...that'd make it harder to find someone than it already is...
Fransisco called me. Again. At minight. Left a message. One more phone call and I'm breaking out the freaks-heather-out-voice and kicking ass.
And Lauren and Sarah called me after school. Thought it'd be funny.
...
Well, it wasn't.
06:18 p.m. Monday, October 10, 2005
This weekend was freakin' AWESOME! First, Heather, Amber, and Emily came over to watch Life of Brian (which rocked serious ass). We kicked around for a while and I tried to prevent them from encouraging my Mom to shake her bum at me, to no avail. *gah* Ate some pizza then rushed off to Improv Night.
Now, I didn't know if it was gonna be good or not. Considering Tori was so excited and it was a high school thing. Oh.My.God. I laughed and hooted and clapped so hard. It was brilliant. Loved just about all of them. Tori, you were right. You were so right, thats why I pushed you down. ^_^' *love you*
Got 3 new shirts and a bowler hat. Hell yah.
Made myself a desktop, totally unworthy of Heather. Anthony is in a kilt and it says "Anthony + Kilt= Whoa..." I like it. Makes me laugh. And laugh. And laugh.
Greg in Chemistry slept on my geometry book today. I was all "er...what the crap?"
Somebody sent me a text saying "PLEASE CALL 602-955-0764" anybody know who that is?
Depeche Mode cd's have sprouted from Amber and Heather's wombs and have been giving to me.
Scared off the villiage people. Shizzle.
06:29 p.m. Friday, October 7, 2005
Sorry I haven't updated in a few [days]. It was an honest mixture of laziness + work + other crap. My bad.
So I wrote like, 6 articles for this newspaper for my English project. But I threw them out because they sucked. Amy G. got mad at me. Keehee.
I like my English teacher. And my World History teacher. And my Spanish Teacher. And my Spinning teacher. Its nice to have such good teachers this year. It makes things so much easier.
Yes, Spanish project is almost done. Just 'dis --> __ <-- much to do. Yay!
I am so depressed; my Charlie and the Chocolate Factory t-shirt shrunk. And I mean, SHRUNK. Its above my belly button. Not an attractive sight. Sigh.
I am still going to wear it, just with a jacket thats all.
My Pitas isn't showing my updations again. That is the one thing I like about LJ. It doesn't give me problems for the most part.
Going to change my layout. I will do it on me own too. Hah. I'll show you.
And oh yes, it seems I have chewed on the cord of my headphones and minorly-not-noticably burned my mouth. Oops. ^^'
04:41 p.m. Tuesday, October 4, 2005
[Music: Depeche Mode-"enjoy the silence"] Oh squee, I love this song.
Why does that keep becoming my intro. sentence? How boring. Next time I'll start off with something catchy...like this: Damn, menstrating sucks. Yes, that shall be it. So it is said, so it shall be done.
Oh my god, kill Jay. He nearly kissed me in front of my mother. Omgwtf? Its like...argh. Its a good thing I am so used to it. I have reflexes for things like this. I didn't even know he was here. Until well, yeah. No wonder I'm touchy again.
Mum says I'm getting that 'superior attitude'...when did I lose it? Then again, in all fairness, I was much better in the begining of the year. Now...I'm back to normal. Much to my Mum's dismay. Well you know what? Who is the one who suffers more? Oh thats right-me. I like to think that at least. ^^;
Finally gave Kira some cd's. I lost her list so I'm just going in alphebetical order.
Put my pants on backwards today. I should wake up a bit before I decided to dress. ^_^;
Sha la, I'm off.
07:51 p.m. Sunday, October 2, 2005
Whoever left that god damn mother fucking comment in Tori's journal. If I find you, I will personally take whatever genatalia you posses, yank it off, and shove it so far down your fucking mouth it'll come out of you slimy ass, you mother fucker. You have made an enemy you bastard. I hope you know that.
To more pleasant matters, I went racketballing with Mum and Max today. That kid is on crack, I swear it. Mum hit me in the eye several times and I'm lucky I don't have a black eye. But never fear, I got my revenge.
Heather is giving me a new Pitas layout. I think. So she said a few days ago. ^_^;
06:28 p.m. Friday, September 30, 2005
*Sigh* Exhausted from yesterday's headache. And I didn't have my normal dose of Heather distraction. The gang does a wonderful job of distracting me and keeping me busy and amused. Its getting ugly again.
Wiggled my way out of Flagstaff again. I am getting so good at that, I'm telling you. Went to pei wei. Watching Million Dollar Baby tonight. That should be good.
Gots me a coupla projects due soon. Spanish thing: which is okay, its just a poster of sorts. WH/G: Just a ridiculous sheet on relgion. Its uber hard. And a English: Newspaper that is gonna be tiring. Ah well, I have some ideas. Very creative.
I tink I might hook up with Jay again. He can be so distracting and perfect comedic material. Then again, isn't that what got me into this mess to begin with? x-X, ah well, since when do I learn my lesson? I'll make it worth it. Or someone's gonna pay.
I think thats it for now. Yeah.
08:25 p.m. Thursday, September 29, 2005
Argh! What gives them a right to sign me up for something like that! I mean, when did I give consent? Goddamnit. Honestly, I could kill them. Kill something. Its a good thing the ranger/officer/man asked me to leave. I would have gone crazy with that god blessed gun. Who the hell do they think they are? Sonuva bitch. God damn mother fucking assholes. They have it coming next week. Just wait.
School was peachy. I am damn near slipping back to the vair angry persona I was last year. At the start of this year I had, by standards, cooled off. Now look, I have the tense-ready to fight feeling back in my bones and I'm ready to start slapping somebody's goddamned bastardly ass.
fuck
P.S. Sorry for the less enthused entry. Just, don't feel like it goddamnit. Apologies.
05:02 p.m. Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Hell yes, Heather made me an icon of my bum. *party dance* Revel in its glory.
Heather forgot my hardcopy. This better not happen again, or I'm taking you out. >>'(I'm kidding, I dun care!!)
Whenever I approach a group of people, they scatter. How cool is that?! I don't even have to say anything. Its convenient. I must have da power.
My hair is losing that awesome softness it had when I first cut it. It was pretty damn cool. And soft. My hair has never been soft. ^^'
Hmm, to go to homecoming? hahaha I'm sorry Tori and Jessie, no way. Its just not my thing.
Gay latin music is my ringtone. Makes me think of Heather and Ricky Martin.
I had a dream Emily and Conan O'brien were hula dancing together.
05:15 p.m. Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Okay, you know what, guys suck. Especially in their supreme machoness. "Oh no honey, I'm fiiiine. Its just a heart thang. I don't know what it is but its no big deal. I'm fine." Okay, I hate the word FINE. Its a fucking lame word. It just is. Fiine. *grumble*
School was cool.
I mean really, who needs a doctor when your heart keeps missing right? Why, thats just plain foolish! Who really needs a doctor anyway? What do they know!
I'll tell you what they know, they know how to save fuckers like you. Y'know what, thats it. I'm not ranting anymore. I'm done. >>'
Done like a fried chicked. Fah' shizzle. Majic words and I'm back to normal. Heck yeah.
I'm worried about Amber. She seems really depressed. I wish there was something I could do. Emily, can you help her? You have more experience in taking shit as a kid than I did. The only shit I took was my parent's shit. And they meant it lovingly.
Hah, I was talking to Heather on Monday about families and how crazy they are. And I was telling her that as I was passing my Mom, she goes, "Kelly, you're ugly" and just laughed! *lol* Then I told her, again probably, how my family thinks its just hilarious to call each other fat. She thinks its a miracle that we all don't have eating disorders or something. I chuckled at that. Pfft just b/c you are called fat as a kid doesn't mean they mean it. Or as a teenager. Or as an adult probably. ^^; Keheehee I mean, everybody calls their kids fat or ugly at least once.
08:29 p.m. Monday, September 26, 2005
Sorry for the rather blah description below. I was rushed and uninspired. But thankfully, that never stays. ^^;
So, on Sunday Heather, Amber, Cherle and I went to go see The Corpse Bride. Emily didn't come because she had a "family day". Once again, her family is replacing us. >.>' Since when? Who is the one who raised you? Oh thats, right, not them!
Anyway, Bride was vair good. I enjoyed it. I was looking for a different ending than it had, but it didn't take away from anything. So yay!
Panda Express's orange chicken...I will die for it. *ded* {And yes Heahter, I meant to spell "dead", "ded"}
So..Jay has a heart condition he has been hiding from me. Or something. I don't mean to keep complaining to you lot but I do. And I'm sorry. It just sometimes bugs me that I must rant. I mean honestly, what would I do without spies? *raises fist*
The Witching Hour Is okay. I spent a lot of time yelling. I hate female characters. I just do. They ruin everything. Bitches.
Currently reading Mortal Love. Has a catchy cover so I said, hey, why not? I don't get it so far. Just a bunch of drunks yelling about a keyhole and a "green place"? Has anybody who read it care to enlighten me?
SO...er...>>;...<<'...>.<''Thats it, I guess. ^^;
06:30 p.m. Monday, September 26, 2005
So, Heather, Amber, Cherle and I went to see The Corpse Bride, which was fabby. The ending was a tid dissapointing. I was waiting for something else. But all in all, do go see it!
Panda Express tasted so divine, I just kept eating. Almost made us late! Not that my Mom even cared...^^;
Finished The Witching Hour which was so...ah. I spent a lot of the time going "what? no aaaah" So, make your own judgement.
Um...
Lost In Translation = LOVE
08:14 p.m. Saturday, September 24, 2005
Its just Mum, Max, and I now that Maggie has gone with another slut friend and Kim is gone up to Flagstaff with Dad. I love it like this. Just my Mom and I. We don't really pay much attention to Max, he is in his own world.
We got microwave dinners and rented movies (Million Dollar Baby, Haunted Mansion, and Oceans 12) which are all pretty good. And oh yes, Lost In Translation which I'm going to watch later on tonight. Yay!
Going out tomorrow. Was going to tonight but its times like these when its just Mum and I that are just too fun to give up. Sorry V_V'
08:29 p.m. Wednesday, September 21, 2005
So..yes. Exciting day to say the most. (I'd say the 'least' but that'd just be stupid. For it wouldn't be true.)
In chemistry, boys were snorting baking soda. Seriously, they actually took baking soda from our lab, made it into a line, and snorted it. One remarked that it 'cleared his sinuses'. I suspect he is addicted. Another one gave himself a headache. Go figure; snorting baking soda would hurt? Ha, who knew!
*shakes head*
And in spanish!
Two simply adorable boys kissed. Awe, thats what I said. After I cleverly picked myself up from off the floor.
Disclaimer: There is no exaggeration here for none is needed. Its freakin' awesome. I giggle. See-->*giggle*
Plus, I have nothing better to do than observe people.
08:29 p.m. Wednesday, September 21, 2005
So..yes. Exciting day to say the most. (I'd say the 'least' but that'd just be stupid. For it wouldn't be true.)
In chemistry, boys were snorting baking soda. Seriously, they actually took baking soda from our lab, made it into a line, and snorted it. One remarked that it 'cleared his sinuses'. I suspect he is addicted. Another one gave himself a headache. Go figure; snorting baking soda would hurt? Ha, who knew!
*shakes head*
And in spanish!
Two simply adorable boys kissed. Awe, thats what I said. After I cleverly picked myself up from off the floor.
Disclaimer: There is no exaggeration here for none is needed. Its freakin' awesome. I giggle. See-->*giggle*
Plus, I have nothing better to do than observe people.
06:08 p.m. Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Just about haven't listened to anything but the RHCP for a few weeks now. Hehehe
Scott helped me in Spanish. It appears I misjudged him last year. Then again, it might have just been the super paranoia I was dealing with. And Tori can testify that I helped a chick out in Chem with her Spanish work. Oh yeah, who da bomb?
The word "testify" makes me think of Heather running around with her bra. >.<' Go figure.
Tori- is ditching us? For a school spirit thing. And she refused to tell me because she said Emily said not to tell me? Shame on you Emily; what grounds do you have for suspicions? *snickers*
The 'Californiacation' song is stuck in my head all day. It might be because I have the lyrics on my binder...
I like my new binder cover. Oh my god, is my life that boring I'm talking about binder covers? Ah, who cares.
I need a book cover for my Wh/Geo book. Before it desinigrates on my ass.
06:30 p.m. Monday, September 19, 2005
So yes, it has been a rather predictable day. Nothing too exciting except for the after effects of the jousting. Which was so totally kicked ass. Heck yes.
Taylor seems to be setting up a site devoted to our adventures! She has asked me if I knew anyone who could scan photos onto the computer so she could post them? I know from w hat she has told me, that this site will be so hilarious. I love it already. Would anyone mind if I gave them the pictures so you could e-mail them to her? Plzkthx.
Running a spyware thing right now. So far, 2 items have been found. Its 90% complete.
Oh, its so sad. Amber is just so sad. I hope she finds someone she can talk to and work out her...feelings or whatever.
Oooh, Medium is on tonight! That is my favorite show. It is just so fabby. You all must see it. Its on every Monday at 9:00PM. Whee!
99% done. Same 2 items. Aha! 100% and only 2 high level spywares! They are blocked and now, woot!
Rejoice!
It seems Shane/Jesus/Herpes has blended with us and is no longer such an apparent entity. Maybe he just wanted to get away from the drama??
You know what, in my own way, I think I’ve chilled. Its not like I let people get away with everything, but I do let a lot pass. Now, I know my dear posse is falling off their chairs in disbelief, but that’s just how I see it. Like I said, in my own way I’ve chilled. I think that’s a good thing too. I can only imagine how annoying it was to them last year, especially if it was annoying me. You know you’re bad when you piss yourself off. ^^’
I gave a lot of advice today. Wonder if any is worth anything.
12:54 p.m. Sunday, September 18, 2005
Gar! I have yet another canker sore in my mouth. I don't know why I keep getting them. I do know that I would die without Orajel. Its my savior. I have even memorized the directions: Dry the area infected; dap a small amout on the sore with a q-tip; when numbing sensation follows, do not eat or drink. After a full night's sleep, it is gone! A miracle I tell you. I recomend it to anyone who suffers.
And while I'm recomending things, Ibphrophen. Easy on the stomach, yet the capacity to relieve pain, is unmatched.
Moving on before I sound like a overly medicated near catonic fruit. Oops, too late.
Can you belive me? I want to do something again! I am seriously enjoying this whole, way busy having fun thing. Is that bad? Anybody up for it, or am I stuck with my homework?
Maggie has a supremely ugly friend over.
Dad has cleared out the mini-mobiles. Which is freaking terrifying. We've had stuff in there that could cure cancer and start a nuclear war I suspect. I mean, we've had those things for 10 years. It frightening to see them empty (or as empty as they'll get.)
My hair looks better dirty. Like, if I don't wash it when I'm showering, it looks much better. Wish there was a way I could keep is smelling orangey (like my shampoo) but as tame as it is when dirty? Any ideas?
What the crap- my feet and hands are freezing. But the rest of me is comfortable? I am a bonafide freak. Then again, doesn't every teenager think that?
My hands are acting weird too. They keep cracking and splitting, despite my pounds of lotion I put on them. So do my lips. It must be the change in temperature.
is so freakin' cool. Its a site for lyrics. *hence the lyricsondemand title* The lyrics on for the RHCP, Bowie, and some other bands, are so wicked.
I love that term: wicked. Its so stoner sufer.
What is David Hayes in?
11:18 p.m. Saturday, September 17, 2005
Woot! So, jousting this afternoon. Heck yeah. I will tell the tale so you feel as if you were there. Or, you will feel so jealous, you'll die.
After being informed by Tori that Taylor was grounded (which so totally sucks)I made my round of phone calls and made my way to Tori's house.
Upon my arrival, I learned some bits of mandarin/chinese, portuguese, russian, japansese, german, and American using Tori's clever 'learn a forgein language using a nifty cd' gadget. It was wicked. We spent a good part of an hour or so playing with it. I love hearing my voice on record. I always wonder if I actually sound that...bad.
When Heather and Emily made it over there, we had learned to greet each other in German. So you can imagine the looks on their faces when I attempted a 'good morning' in german. haha sums it up.
Messed around with the nifty cd until we decided that it was time to Joust!
Adorning ourselves in a variety of colors and outfits...
Me: 70's orange jacket, joker hat of Emily's, facial expressions unique to me.
Heather: hippy shirt, cape, lepoard bandana
Tori: Shawl, pink feathered fan
...we made our way to the park singing, dancing, and stopping for the occasional joust behind mailboxes.
Carefully reading the park rules as to make sure no violations could be happened upon, we chose a vacant spot in the middle to hold our joust. And since I used up my disposable camera with a hilarious variety of pictures in Tori's backyard, it was up to Heather's camera to do the rest. I wish I could be there when the photo shop man sees our shots. Especially the one, oh, who an I kidding? They are all fabulously crazy!
I lost shamefully to Tori, that saucy wench. And Tori lost to Merlin. And Merlin lost to Aruthur. I should stick to prancing around and gansta posing.
As time flew by, we saw it was 5:30 or so and Mum came to pick Heather, Emily and I up. We got some pizza hut (omgyay) and chowed down majorly. For Heather and I didn't eat anything previous to it. They soon left but not after seeing this horror of a j-rocker, Ash: http://www.moonglow.nu/gardenia/images/eve/eve1.jpg ...and lending my Good Time Girl's book to Heather. And of course, as Heather and I were online-ing, I got an IM. I refuse to admit who it was.
I was then left to watching the Best of Jim Belushi with my Mom. Which was cool; vair funny.
And oh yes, they've (Heather and Emily) have now heard my Mom's laughing fits. A minor one, but one non the less. J-O-Y.
Oh yes, I forgot.
Beck is coming to the state fair October 28th! We are so going to see that omg! Heck yes.
Changed my layout and some of me profile. I just cannot leave that alone I'm telling you. I like change I guess?
01:12 p.m. Saturday, September 17, 2005
Omg so excited! I’m having so much fun my pancreas will give out any minute now.
There it goes.
*squee*
Tori Amos rocked ‘da house.
She: was totally wicked.
The fans: made me debate their sanity.(I mean, she rocks. But it doesn't seem the right place to get smashed and scream 'Tori take me'. But hey, what do I know?)
Yes, I could go on and on, buts that'd bore you. And me. Eventually at least.
SO, jousting today. Hell yeah! This is going to kick ass. FINALIZED TOTALLY CAN'T CHANGE IT PLAN:
Everybody: going to Tori's house, then walking over to park.
Everybody: plays their parts and gets wild silly
Everybody: gets picked up by my Mum
Everybody: goes to play at my house
Everybody: might be able to be taken by my Mum. Not sure about Emily though. Have to check.
Everybody: passes out from exhaustion. Much like I did last night.
My hair is a mess. Actually, I look like I got run over by a trian, then left there in the rain, then beat up. Maybe I did and don't remember it.
Speaking of not remembering, I can't remember what was so funny last night. All I remember was that Heather and I were laughing and Emily and Mrs. Burke kept whispering about our sanity or whatnot. 0.0' Uh oh.
And oh yes, Amber went with us! Yay! She is adorable. I'm glad she came. I think she liked Tori Amos. Maybe not. She is lika me and likas to rocka. Heh?
Oh yes, Kira has requested a complete list of my cd's so she can borrow some. So I said fine. Because I freakin' rock at being friendly. So there. Anyway, its under the cut. In my Live Journal.
07:45 p.m. Thursday, September 15, 2005
Music: Red Hot Chili Peppers-"under the bridge"
Oh God, I think my infatuation with Mr. Anthony is worse now that I hear his beautiful voice singing to me. Oh, but how I don't mind. Sweet sweet voice. I love him
No homework today. Oh mi god, yeah. Its insane. Its wicked sweet. Man.
Poor Amber, she is sad. I wish something would make her feel better. I feel bad. Poor dear. Damnit, someone get her some lovin'. Maybe thats what she needs!
*Still heavy in love with the music* The whole cd is captivating. Moving on now even though I could talk all day.
I am so depressed! Nobody commented in my journal yesterday. This is the first time in a hell of a long time. It made me laugh!
LMFAO I love taylor! I sent her an e-mail inviting her over to my house after the jousting thing. And this is what she said: "holy heck.... i always thought you were heather.....*goes insane* i feel
dumb like aimee. don't tell her i said that."
LOL Oh man, thats awesome.
Speaking of that. Jousting. 2PM. Saturday. Tori's Park. Is that right?
And after, come to my house for a few hours to celebrate. Yeah. Dats the deal you homies.
06:45 p.m. Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Music: Beck-"rental car"
The "la la la" part of this song is so damn kickin' cool it hurts. "no means no.." I listened to Beck this morning and while I was getting dressed, I started dancing. Mom caught me dancing at 5:30 AM. Who knows what she was/is thinking.
School work isn't too bad this week. Hope it stays that way *crosses fingers* Oh yes, I got a 81% on my spanish test that I was so sure I failed! Go me! All in all, doing well. B's and C's. Thats good?
I am going to bring my wallet tomorrow so I can show you the magical essence of it. ^^' Kwahaha!
Jousting!! Whats the plan?
Who?
What?
Where?
When?
Why?
How?
Fill this out for me so I can show this to my Mum to get the final GO!
Oh, my Mummsy has invited you all (ie Tori, Taylor, Emily, Heather,etc.) to come over Saturday evening to hang out. I think you would spend the night. How does it sound? It sounds good. You have no other choice you ganstas. Your commanding officer says so. (That sounded dirty.)
Tori is mad at me because I made fun of her. And her clubs. And her student council. And everything else. But seriously, she walked into most of them. It was a Tori Roast today. I never thought we 'roasted' anybody until Heather mentioned that term. And we do. Its pretty freakin' cool. I know it'll be my turn. Eventually. But in the meantime, I'm so living it up.
You know I rock your gansta socks.
05:21 p.m. Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Boom chica boom boom.
Heather, I lurve Beck. He is a god. *dancey bop*
Fucking DMV wouldn't let me take my test. I didn't find out why, I just said to go to hell and walked out leaving my Mom to yell. And on the way home I used so many swear words, my Mom couldn't stop laughing. She goes, "My, I have taught you well" *teehee* It calmed me marginaly down. How sweet is that!
Went to target after the DMV. I got a new wallet which is too damn cool, a necklace for Kira, and a new shirt.
Not much is happening with me. Its all kinda bore. Not! I am having a blast again.
Scratch that 0.0 My mom is dancing the fox trot in front of me. Oh god.
Yay! It is official! I am my mom's Power of Attorney. That means if she gets seriously injured according, and her injuries match her living will, I am responisble for pulling the plug. Revenge...
My neck has mobility again. Yay!
AAnd, Emily is back! Woopie! *dance dance* Celebrate!
09:00 p.m. Sunday, September 11, 2005
Nobody uses my Guestbook. Its so sad. I weep. See? *weeps* I weep. Damnable.
08:52 p.m. Sunday, September 11, 2005
Adventures ahead.
Ho Down!
*steals Heather's catch phrase*
Yesterday:
Heather, Amber, Cherle and Mr. Pearson escorted me to Fashion Square mall for a evening of fun. They are so fabbulicous. Seriously. Word. *Cough*
As Cherle and Mr. Pearson went off to see the 40 Year Old Virgin, us three happily went 'shopping' *without money* for Amber. Kinda makes things difficult. Anywho, we tried to visit as many stores as possible for Amber's benefit, although I suspect we might have just went around in circles a good many times. Its a possiblity.
I praise whatever force makes Heather a cheap ass. 'Cuz I love it. Because of her cheaposity, when we came upon a Chinese Chic store, we had money a bountiful *not* to spend. I spent dollars upon the most darling cat figurine. Its light pink and is just adorable. Heck yes. And Heather bought 5 mystery packs which included just a bundle of things. Including a few ring/token/coin things that are sweet. She even gave on to me *awe* so I could put it on this chain that I shall wear tomorrow.
The only difficult thing that happened, was, well, the kids. Horrid creatures infested with horomones which alters any possible reasoning capability they might have. *sigh* One unforchante group of freaks were walking behind us and asked, "hey, high five". I originally thought they were talking to each other in a way of their mating/bonding rituals, so I paid no heed. But since they wouldn't shut up , I turned around to see them talking-to-us. I told them to buggar off while Amber quietly said something snappy *weeps for joy*. She later asked me what rhymes with 'high five', I said, "You know what rhymes with everything? Fuck off."
Other than that, it was a splendid evening. But let me move on to that day.
My Mum took me driving. Nothing new. Except she wanted me to drive backwards in STMS's parking lot. Yes, I said backwards. Well of course I did well. Psych. Yeah right foo'. I told her to bugger off and nearly hit every object in that blessedly empty lot. Gar.
And to that morning. Wow, this is ass backwards. Anywho, it appears I slept with my chin to my chest two nights ago and so my neck has this freakin' huge knot. It hurts like a mother to move. But I move it anyway. It makes odd popping noises when I move it in a certain direction. (When I show these things to Heather, she flips like a pancake. I <33 it.) It still hurts but whatever.
Today:
Went driving in some damn busy traffic. Scared me to death. Mum says she is going to make me drive till its like getting online; completly natural. *teehee* Taking me to redo my Permit test on Tuesday early. So I won't accompany my posse on my usual ride to STMS. I will pass it this time. *nods* Yes'um.
Neck still hurts like a mother.
OMG, I read Beast . I lurved it. So adorable. Everyone must worship it. So much better than that buggary movie "Beauty and the Beast". Does it no justice. Shame on Disney.
And, OMGWTF, Merrick. AAAH! OMG LOUIS I LOVE YOU I'M SO SORRY DON'T BE SO SAD AND- *won't say the rest because Heather will kill me* Oh, God. Heather, read it, but don't. Its...Louis...he...he...sun...but...Lestat...aaaaaah!
Um.....Yeah.
And oh yes, silly of me not to explain *my subject title in live journal* *which is "Jude Law is one hot transvestite* Jude Law was on a re-run of SNL. Omg, he is fucking gorgey. I'm sorry. He is just fabby. I shag him. Heck yes. Anyway, he dressed as Niki Hilton and looked quite natural. It was freaky. But did I mention oh so shaggable. Not in the Niki/ Transvestite gig, but just, wow. Freakin' british men drive me mad. I lurve it.
04:05 p.m. Saturday, September 10, 2005
"The 'horror' movies of today aren't what they used to be. They may haev special effecs and enhanced technology, but these tools are used to enhance a breast siez and not a world of terror.
You can't go to a 'scary' movie without seeing a model in hotpants try to save the day. One might think the days without sex scenes inturrupting the plot aren't nearly as good as the days the movie makers tried to frighten you. If you even remember what thats like.
It appears these 'horror' movies are more disniged to make you come, and I don't mean to the theatre."
Kehehe Isn't that cute?
Guess who wrote it? Mwahaha.
I slept on my neck funny last night and now I have very limited mobility of my neck. I can't look over my shoulder without piviting my whole body. It hurts like a mother.
Went driving today. Mum made me drive backwards in the parking lot of STMS. I did horrid. Guess I'm used to driving on highways and not backwards in a parking lot. Shame on me. >.<'
Thats about it I think. Not much to say today.
Heather- are we still on?
09:24 p.m. Friday, September 9, 2005
Oh by the way, I look like a guy. Especially in Heather's old photos. How could you have let me walk around looking like a buggary 9 year old boy. I hate you. >.<
09:14 p.m. Friday, September 9, 2005
OMG DAVID BOWIE! IS SINGING! OMG! *dies*
05:06 p.m. Friday, September 9, 2005
Ze cramps vill keel me. Zamn dem to ell.
HaHaHa. I lurve talking like that.
I wonder why everytime I update, I start with something like my breasts or my cycle. Catches you attention I suppose.
Everytime I update, my feet freeze to death. Seriously, to DEATH!
Emily has officially ditched us. *sticks out tongue* Damn you to the Dickens. (Don't ask me who the Dicken's are.)
Shame on her.
OMGWTF! Pizza! Oooh revel in my glory. (I have been saying that for years now, and still don't quite get it. Only that it is brilly to say.)
Sent Taylor the Prizoner of Azkaban in 15 Minutes thing, she loved it! Called it Double Fabity Fab Fab! Keheehee I lurve it myself. Their book, Movies in 15 Minutes, which I'm so getting, comes out in October. Yay!
Fucking boys. I hate Cactus Shadows. I am seriously ready to fucking kick some ass. I mean it, I want to kill them. Most all of those people deserve to die. I mean it. Death. Kill. Bastards.
I should tell Jen. Fuckers.
Heather, lets hang out on Saturday.
05:42 p.m. Thursday, September 8, 2005
I have near ruined a new pair of NEW underwear to the cursed menstration devil. Damn you. Ye be warned.
Happy birthday to Aimee Mann, you are 45 today I'm told.
I didn't get my alone time this morning. I wake up at 5:15 everyday so I can have my alone time. I play my music, take my time getting ready, and be at peace. Undisturbed. But nooo, my buggary alarm didn't go off. [I also fear that it did but I just passed out.]
Emily is leaving us tomorrow. Have you noticed? We are being put after everything else. I don't know where she got the idea we aren't the greatest thing ever but it needs to be fixed. We need to have a talk and rectify this situation immediatly. I will not tolerate it any longer.
Riley came and visited Emily and I after school today. She is nice, vair cute. (she called me funny. ^.^) She appears to have her own "lesbian school" issues. Bastards. Leave us alone you homophobics. Rarw.
We have decided that in the possible Kyle/Ryan relationship, Ryan is the woman and Kyle holds the whip and wears a leather vest. Emily and I discussed this in detail. ^_^
Argh. My feet are freezing. And, my "black toe" is oozing puss. I think its healing.
I suppose I have become several people's "twins" or new "confidents" and "buddies". How horrific. I mean, so I stop screeching at every single person I spot, and all of a sudden I'm buddy buddy with every soul? This is to stop too. *sigh*
My shoulder blades stick out a little more than usual. I can also see some of my ribs (I think) when I arch my shoulders and back. Its funny looking. I would poke them but I don't bend that way.
Phrawr.
08:13 p.m. Wednesday, September 7, 2005
My God...Naked pictures of Anthony.
Doing a handstand.
Naked.
00''
Hows that for TMI?
05:04 p.m. Wednesday, September 7, 2005
Argargle! CSHS is such a pain. I hate it. Shall I list the reasons? Since I need to vent, yes I shall.
1. They kept us in lockdown for no buggary reason. Shall elaborate.
2. The students have warped Emily's mind into thinking its funny that they think we are gay and threw stuff at us.
3. They just 'effing suck. >.>'
Elaborating time:
Just because 2 convicted convicts (kehehe. Its funny to say) broke into a car and had drugs and weapons on them, they held us after school! Ah! Isn't that awful? I was so angry. Grah. Still a bit annoyed actually.
And Emily. Oh Lord help her. She honestly thinks its funny that the school thinks that we are gay! WTF? [I have decided, on Heather's idea, that I am going to bring one of my male posse onto campus and have some dirty deeds done there just to get it into there buggary heads that I'm not fucking gay.] Jesus fucking christ. There is something wrong with her. Or maybe I've got it wrong. All I know is that just annoys me endlessly.
Poor Amber and Kay seem to have it hard these past few weeks. Hope things get better dears.
Besides from being locked in Mr. Nelson's room for god knows how long, school was still blah. With extra AH added to it to make it real fun. Joy.
I still haven't decided what to do about Jay yet either. I hear he is in pretty bad shape. Well, thats what happens when your life is a soap opera and the main events include: cutting, abuse, teenage pregnancy, and horomones. He might not be worth the ulcer. But that hair...
Awe, Tegan is bringing me a bag of goodies tomorrow! I lurve her. Such a sweetie pie.
Congrats to Emily on her baby girl! Can't wait to dress her up. This might make up for the dissapointment of Jay having a boy. I wanted a girl personally. Then again, Hermoine isn't a grand name either.
My toe is fading back to its normal color after a few days of being black. I personally believe that my body can cure itself. All it needs is time. I mean, look at all the crap I've gotten into. It has been put to the test and I have undying faith in this body. It might be uncomfortable and strange sometimes, but it does well.
My breasts looked odd today. Didn't you think so?
I leave you with that.
06:43 p.m. Tuesday, September 6, 2005
*squee* I lurveth the new layout Heather made for my Pitas. You all mustest check it out. It rocks 'da house yo.
School was the normal blah. Well, there was one thing. The chick behind me in World History (the one who does my hair every class) did it again, and the gang freaked. I mean class A freaked. It was amusing, and partially annoying. They don't notice if I break out in a rash or if I am sprouting sores all over, but hot damn, if I change my hair? Sheesh.
That sounded bitter. It was not meant so. I just meant it was funny. See? Hahaha. Its funny. *lol*
It has been determined that Shane wants Heather's crispy, erotica babies. Yup. They keep saying he wants my S&M but I know better. *mwahaha*
I found out the name of the one I lust after via Red Hot Chili Peppers: Anthony. I am not sure if I like that. It can be changed nontheless.
That isn't supposed to be one word. Ah well.
All my homework except the Chemistry which needs to be copied off of Tori. Heheheh.
No new stories from Nipple Boy. Too bad, he was quite entertianing once you got past the TMI bit.
Hum de dum. I do believe thats all I have to say.
Oh, besides Jay has proclaimed his love. Again. This is getting quite tiring.
10:16 p.m. Monday, September 5, 2005
This is Heather. I changed your layout and archived your entries. It's not great. I'll probably change the layout again soon. Until then, here you go.
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