Sunday, August 25, 2002
!!warning!! long postOdeath
i'm going to post now. i need to archive soon because see i actually DO have a new layout planned but summer reading is currently demanding attention like the problem-child that it is so i am other-wise occupied. thoroughly fucked though in that category due to the honeyed-death that is apathy.
i need more of this --> shiseido advanced performance lip gloss G19. color = grape. i don't think they sell this in the US anymore. death. or maybe shall go to local azn supermarket and SEARCH for it. you know i always html my paragraphs wrong cuz i don't write the opener tag. the validator would be angry.
on the farther side of things, i went to olive garden yesterday with someone who was muchly attractive. i sat across from her and kept giving her "meaningful" looks. it's good that i can now navigate a highway by myself. the olive garden had good mints.
lately, i've been going to miller alot to play pretend-basketball with lily and evan. i actually enjoy it but always have ph33r when other people are about as they can see my feigning bball. i saw Li there today who re-kindled my aversion to others witnessing my participation in semi-sporty activities when he saw me approaching and said "what are you doing here" coupled with frown-face. emphazema to him. alright so that was kind of mean but NO, tracy reserves right for pretend-sports.
i think its safe to say that the carrera GT is the shexiest thing i've seen. i dislike the fact that come-monday, school will begin but i suppose this is true for many people. that ludacris song with the funny hooting sounds is playing non-stop in my head. it needs to desist.
death to kazaa uploads that are faster than my downloads. you know who i haven't seen all summer? joyce yin but i like how i've always almost-seen her alot. like she calls sheenae when we're at fob-ville or she jogs to lilys house on the day i chose NOT to visit or rita mentioned her wanting to do something the day i ran into rita. i guess our [fine MINE but if i use "we" forms of words it sounds like many people are agreeing with me] curiosity will be cured come monday.
you know i can't even be on-task for personal things. like webhosting. i'm going to get the fucking webhosting from myacen but it's like, apahty. so leo has to suffer, who btw forced a "showering" theme on his link crew group and was mistaken for a lunch lady becuz he wore a shower cap.
i wanted to get a commenting thing for this journal so people who read it can disagree with me. unfortunately, pitas does not generate unique IDs for each post so getting one means i'd need to actually exert effort. and you know how thaat just gets "death-ed" away.
i'm generally a very shallow, simple person. we always laugh at how unrealistic movies are in terms of "ugly" people. were we really supposed to believe mandy moore and post-hair cut rachel leigh cooke were supposed to be "plain jane" ugly? but they obviously weren't. however, if they DID put real un-attractive people in movies, i don't think i'd watch them. i pay eight bucks for attractive people, damnit, and you best believe they deliver. if i want reality, i can just go take a walk on the street.
i remember back in middle school, early high school during my pretentious period, when i'd try to have intellectual conversation with people. nowadays serious conversation usually demands that i use brain-power and thats just not favorable to my cause. perhaps thats why i'm online so much these days. i use AIM with the intention to get my brain sucked away like a good slave to technology. this is probably also why my mental-maturity-age is 12. you may laugh now.
traciee was actually still awake at 01:03 a.m.
Sunday, August 18, 2002
okay so there was no entering-text into this medium for a long time. i hate to say "blogging" because it sounds stupid for some reason. this follows in my crusade to say "difficult" instead of "hard."
well i went rafting this week with annie whose a stalk-ee but since i'm too lazy to actually write in a link to her, the bold will just have to do. it was really really fun. i like that the river was friendly to us even though the river guide was not. death + mosquitos [carrying the west nile virus] to him.
i also developed a condition i like to call non-stop-throwing-up-of-food after eating these bad chive-dumplings that my mother forced me to eat. "i'm sure it was something you had earlier in the day." no mom... it was the dumplings. on the brighter side, i lost 8 pounds, which i'm gaining back slowly and and steadily, like that tortoise who won the race, but all i will win is, you know, those 8 pounds i lost.
yeah then there was epic farewell social at loonwah which was good. and then there was welcome-to-epic social for the juniors at calabazas. i was disappointed no one liked my "lets talk with a lisp" idea to make the juniors uncomfortable.
alot of people have asked me where i am in SUMMER READING. i'd just like to tell all those inquiring that i have not read a single book and do not intend to in the next two hours. i hope this makes you feel better and i also hope that you'll be impaled on a giant railroad spike through the ass.
i want to say i went to miller today to play bball but all i really did was try to make baskets and not miss. i like how evan beat us at every game and how i lost at every game. deaaath. i like how a squirrel at calabazas park rejected me and lily when we gave it our "come hither" look.
also, while we're on the subject of anything-goes, jesse yeh decided it'd be really funny if he said some uncomplimentary things about my class-room behavior just cuz i said some derogatory things about his mother. come on now jesse, we're all friends. you, me, your ridiculoulsy large ears that deserve two sets of area codes.
oh yeah link crew. i ph33r that come orientation day, it'll be "welcome to lynbrook ::tracy's eye twitches::" from what i hear about them, the class of '06 deserve their own chapter in "you put the ho' in holy". yeah i've been reading their xanga sites since lily started making me and heres what typical entries sound like
23) have you ever had sex? no... =) OmG --insert random boy name here--- dUnNn LIEeeee! uR soOOo mEAnN! jpjp.
or there is this:
"oMG, i heLlA waAnna DRiiVE...[so i can go places and ho some more.] GoOo tO DAaa fiRIrsT dAANCE or UR geeEeEy iI'll be gIiiBin freeEE laApp dAnCEz."
how can i read this stuff and NOT find my IQ dropping by multiples of ten? yeah, i like how i CAN'T stop reading. you know how when you get a loose tooth, you can't stop pushing it with your tongue JUST to feel that tug of pain. its weird but my xanga-thang is akin to that. i like how when i told annie about this....
tracy: wow, i've been reading all these people's xanga websites and its really been an eye-opener.
annie: whats xanga exactly
tracy: well its like a blogger but alot of asians use it.
annie: does it enter text lYk dIsH automatically?
i luv her and the cheesecake she made me that was so yummy. chocolate swirl from scratch. but i also LIKE cheesecake from mix.
i also think everyone should check out SLAMBALL. which is basketball with bouncy trampolene [i can't spell] things where the key is supposed to be. yes that sport is the shit.
and i think i've run out of things to say.
traciee was actually still awake at 09:55 p.m.
Tuesday, August 13, 2002
the first half of today was a random MIX of good/bad events that canceled each other out. observe.
[good thing] i changemilled away first period + schmalz juust like i wanted to. yummy.
[bad thing] in my super excited state... i randomly hugged mrs. berg, scaring her + rest of people waiting for a change.
[good thing] had time to be with gf + channing.
[bad thing] everything was closed as it was too early and we went to many places for nothing.
[good thing] hey i PARKED at tino-village.
[bad thing] i got stung by a bee or a wasp-ish creature on my lip
[good thing] the car has been washed and is shiny and seksay
[bad thing] on the way home i had to navigate large puddles of water... thereby flecking dirty dirty road water on xterior of newly washed car.
[good thing] i'm home before lunchtime~! have rest of day to fill
[bad thing] on the way home, i almost crashed into a car while turning at intersection and i randomly stopped at a not-stop sign.
the rest of the day better rock like no other.
traciee was actually still awake at 11:17 a.m.
Friday, August 9, 2002
subject head: today sucked like the kissing scenes in tripleX.
i actually WAS going to say "today sucked like your mother in bed" but then it sounds like i have first hand knowledge which can't be good.
hmm... so tripleX was actually entertaining and stylized in a way that i enjoyed. however, they did the kissing scenes really bad. it looked like vin diesel and that girl were both repulsed by each other and trying their best to make as little lip contact as possible. but the girl who played yalena was really really hot. she reminds me of a thin, young, dark-haired, pre-motherhood uma thurman. she made the movie GOOD. but vin diesel was also nummy and manly. aaand of course what ruined it all was the horrific ending graphic. you must see it yourself to witness its badness. i might have actually made cries of PAIN when confronted with it.
and then queerness with senior pics ensued where i must reschedule for october. and then i went jogging in the humid heat and died. i LIKE how the ice cream truck basically TAILED me around the block thinking i'd stop and buy fatty cool products from it. yes, i see the irony of me running away from the ice crema truck. after one time around it gave up and moved on.
then came the dinner which was good becuz gf was there in seksay wear and sat by me in booth. we shared dessert. awww. it was NOT good as i came home to discover a WOOD worm had attached itself to me due to the wooden seats.
yes evening with the SYNDIC4T3 was good. i hope vicktoria and cynthia didn't mind the frivolous driving of DEATh. yeah so lots of badness occured but the dinner was GOOOD.
traciee was actually still awake at 09:28 p.m.
Friday, August 9, 2002
warning: this will be ridiculously fan-gurly in some parts
hmmm i'm watching exit wounds as well as the whirlpool of hotness that is dmx. yeah, he makes two hours of steven seagal, the man who defies the concept of facial expressions, worthwhile. and why why why must seagal always wear those really tight jeans. less less LESS of that.
okay the basic story is generic and acceptable but the "big secret" to dmx's identity sounds like something i thought up while half asleep in physics. and there was a lot of tits in this movie. much tits against glass action. yeah so boys, you should watch if you like the t and a.
i also liked how the MONITORS that dmx uses in his secret HQ are EXACTLY the kind of monitors that i own. samsung syncmaster 170mp. its freaky seeing the movie through my monitor while they're watching surveillence footage on THEIR monitor so its like the monitor x 2. yes, magickal.
and the best part was of course, dmx being luvly to look at and nummy. well dressed and efficient. michael jai white was aaalso g-l, but you know, it was dmx and his tough xterior + smooshy insides that won tracy over. heee needs to be huggled [by me].
on the other hand
there was death in physics today as the final rivaled two hours of painful dental surgery. yes it was assrappage and on a side note, i better get to changemill away some classes or there will be death x 1001.
traciee was actually still awake at 12:02 a.m.
Wednesday, August 7, 2002
ahh i'm watching broken arrow, which is muchly good. magnificent bastard travolta and farm-boy christian slater fight over nuclear weapons in post-forest-fire terrain of death. [aka... where we hiked two weeks ago. thanks go evan]. and theres good music. plus its jon woo so you know there will be stylized action scenes and snarkyness from the main people.
hmm lily and i are planning a book. "you put the HO in holy." a possible sequel would be "my what an enormous house boat: why thin gurls are the cause of america's troubles." of course that won't happen because we only have love and bitterness has no place in this house-o-luv. yeah we wouldn't want to offend anyone.
traciee was actually still awake at 02:01 a.m.
Monday, August 5, 2002
today was lovely in manner of princess tea party. went with gf to v-fair to purchase talking stitch doll for "our child." mmm slanty parking is nummy. we parked our cars next to eachother so they could have "alone time." yes it was a car-date you see. then we went to mitsuwa and i bought
tea of love as well as men's pocky. slimmer and more chocolate-y it seems than regular pocky.
but then i woke up kind of groggy in the morning which was bad as my first task = driving. while on lawrence, i saw a red honda that had mods x 1001 being driven by like this s00pa-ryce-boi who seemed to be bred from the best genes of past rice boys. he was with this gurl who was tab x 1001. man i felt poserish and inadequate with my few fobulous add-ons. ph33r.
this post was dedicated to lily juust becuz
traciee was actually still awake at 11:05 p.m.
Saturday, August 3, 2002
mmkay. so i watched
signs yesterday. and i must say that although it WAS creepy, it was also surprisingly well written and a well-made movie. shyamalan [i spelled that wrong] deserves some sort of award or large monetary pay-off for it. i mean usually i don't enjoy scary movies, but this one was really really really well made. you'll watch it and feel more intelligent. thats the kind of magickal booster it provides. it kind of reminds me of minority report in its goodness-level. i miss well-made action movies. [thats a lie... i'd hella watch tripleX]. so just watch it watch it watch it. its hard to tell about how good it was without revealing too much story.
on a crappier note... winxp has proved to be highly unstable. death death, death to it, or it should magickally get MORE stable. mmhmm. i need to work on "muchly nice" the wallpaper site. that will be my goal for the day. maybe i'll also take some caffeine and force myself to read one of o'reilly's factors.
traciee was actually still awake at 02:00 p.m.
Thursday, August 1, 2002
where did leo's entries on his blog go where i commented muchly last nite? where where? [was that too stalker-ish].
i had an almost-accident today. at the cupertino village intersection of homestead... tracy gradually sped down because of the red light. however, the idiot in the SUV in the lane next to mine decides to change into my lane... while i am still there. he/she then sees me brake my fucking heart out... and yet STILL GOES. loud screeching sound of my hunny under strain aside [which made me cringe and then make sad-face], i was pretty angry. ironically, a cop-on-a-bike arrived a few moments later. it was also ironic that the road only contained me + dorko SUV, so it = muchly weird that they decided to change riiight when i was there.
traciee was actually still awake at 10:59 a.m.
Wednesday, July 31, 2002
there is blogging and it is done by me. today was pretty much a large collection of bad events inter-spliced with random episodes of sleep. ironically, i am sleepy NOW. gehh. mmkay i dislike how i failed the physics test. see when i say fail, i actually DID fail, not even azn-fail. to remedy this... i went to the library and proceeded to check out "intelligent reading." so that failed and i ended up with a lot of frivolous fluff.
tomorrow will be interesting as i plan to be dress intellectual and act not-stupid. actually thats my plan for ALL days of the week but it magickally never works out. even though i hate o'reilly, i've acquired "the no spin zone." whyyy.....
traciee was actually still awake at 10:19 p.m.
Monday, July 29, 2002
there is now a
counter so that i may sufficiently stalk all visitors.
more physics studying + s-v tonite. lex will redeem the evil that is newtons laws of motion.
traciee was actually still awake at 06:17 p.m.
Monday, July 29, 2002
there was hiking yesterday on the tall, steep, DUSTY, post-forest fire mountain of DEATH. I guess it wasn't that bad. but now there is infinite pain in legs. deaaath. yeah guys, i reccomend going to
mission peak to hike. you should all go there and not bring water. [luvs and hugs]
so afterwards we went to q-cup and i felt like someones visiting country relative still dusty from farming, cuz i was wearing my climbing0mtn gear which was all ironically lavender. i tried to redeem myself with visor + pearl milk tea but that did not work...
i parked really badly in the parking lot. a part of me wants to ditch class to repark. is that weird? what gets me through those hours of pain in physics is visualizing my hunny... is that weird? leo needs to contact me so we can do something later this week. i also need to force cynthia into watching driven which was a good movie despite bad reviews. so what if it was predictable and non-surprising, it was sufficient in amusing me.
the SYNDiC4T3 needs to hold a mtg. perhaps this will be an excuse for tracy to have a sleepover/party in her empty house.
traciee was actually still awake at 10:28 a.m.
Sunday, July 28, 2002
i think soon i will make
version three of this little place. all our blogs look too similar. [but mine was first ::smug look::] okay that was unwarranted queer ness. i will stop. but stilll.... now that i've finally finished cleaning.... i can start more web stuff. FINALLY....
traciee was actually still awake at 01:36 a.m.
Saturday, July 27, 2002
what movie symbolism are you?
find out!
traciee was actually still awake at 02:45 p.m.
Saturday, July 27, 2002
dude HIKE WITH US!!! COME ONNNN.
aaand there is no reply. thats okay. i wonder where everyone is on a saturday afternoon. tracy is at home cleaning. yes i need to stop reading LJ's. but they should really update moore moore moore. oh and you're welcome cynthia. i hope you enjoyed the card that i had to put inside the protective packaging. hahah DID YOU LIKE THE PICTURES?
traciee was actually still awake at 02:27 p.m.
Saturday, July 27, 2002
austin powers was the shit. everyone should watch it twice. if only for the
best first 5 minutes of a movie that the world has ever seen. it's great. truly truly it is. my posts have been short. like you care. since i took out the address to this place from my profile, i doubt anyone reads except for cynthia. wtv. its all gooood.
traciee was actually still awake at 12:49 a.m.
Friday, July 26, 2002
oh look, new stalk-ee. his name is stephen chyu. i've talked to him twice online and he seems normal enuff. i'm pimping him because he needs to get laid. its a moral imperative.
traciee was actually still awake at 12:05 a.m.
Tuesday, July 23, 2002
oh yeah before i forget... there is
HIKING on friday. if you want to join me and lily and evan and our HUMAN CHAIN of cars, volunteer yourself. more people = more food. it will be fun x 1001.
and also... as i was looking through old Newsweeks i noticed one of those ads that non-profit organizations put out to encourage kids to read. at first glance, this ad was perfectly normal and had high encourage-potential since it was Sammy Sosa reading. but then you look closer and you realize the reading-people made two errors that muchly hinder their message's purpose.
1) sammy is reading dr. seuss. i guess this is ok since its geared towards kids but wait NO, its Newsweek. what 7 year old [i was around seven when i read dr. seuss] reads Newsweek? weeell, maybe DARRELL...
2) sammy is wearing one of those high cut baseball shirts that resemble baby tees of girls. thus, we can see his back flesh fold over his pants.... alot.... this was disturbing perhaps only to me...
traciee was actually still awake at 10:52 a.m.
Tuesday, July 23, 2002
how come in every commercial, when representing "the world" as a whole, [i.e. global communications/ free roaming cell phones] advertisers MUST have at least one shot of tibetan monks and new zealand sheep farmers interspliced with at least ONE azn person with fob glasses and one african native in traditional dress. is that some sort of universal euphanism for the "global community." yeaah and they almost always have canals of some sort.
the layout for OHAYO has been completed by the talented miss cynthia. Ohayo is a group blog where we will all seek not to frighten small children and triumph over worldly evils [death to pop-ups and afleck].
traciee was actually still awake at 10:30 a.m.
Sunday, July 21, 2002
i should be cleaning my room. it is messy and i feel the urge to "get my act together" for the sake of my new hunny [yes yes, the CAR...]. why isn't alias on tonite... why must it be stephen king novel-into-movie remake. deatth death. i've also wasted too much time with lj's. there should be a smallville network that plays the episodes 24-7 so i won't have to watch them out of order frantically every monday-tuesday like some nicotine lacking smoker.
i agree with lily's idea that we should go hiking. we SHOULD... and then picnic there. i, in fact, know of the perfect place. now someone responsible must come and organize this shit for us. i will bring food and the "escalade." you know i actually LIED about my age juuust so i could get a free body eval from ediets.com such a rebel am i.
i've gotten deep river. that should not have happened. also, bill o'reilly some-times annoys me in his book. mostly because i don't agree with his crusty-white-man ways. that is fine. maybe cuz i was incoherent and half asleep when skimming it. i made father take pictures of me + car. was that wrong? no no....
i will be getting a credit card with a [not yet decided] low low per-month limit for gas-getting purposes. there must be a way to twist this for my own purposes [i.e. buying excess gas one month to last me another month and using limit of next month to purchase devil may cry becuz its cover would look good with my furniture] that shall occur.
i told my mother about girls who whore for rides. i'm not mentioning this to be derogatory but i've personally witnessed this process in action. i've only whored for a ride with judy wang and only because we were BOTH going to the interact banquet. and it wasn't really whoring... it was sheepish pleading, i doubt she would have appreciated if i had used cute-voice and hiked up skirt several inches. yeah so anyway, mother says "those boys are just taking care of other men's future wives." thats funny because its true.
on a totally different note, my car's back seats, or only that center armrest dealy both can be folded down to reveal the TRUNK. thats just fanfuckingtastic. i have no idea how this will be useful... unless it involved storing ridiculously long objects, like SKIS. but no one loves skiing as much as i do [maybe annie on a good day] so there would be no point as my parents car have a ski-rack dealy.
this brings up my hope that people will want to go skiing with me during winter break. yeaaah not likely right? i am sad and indignant. maybe LILY would go juust to humor me. but she's a boarder and we would probably collide on slopes. hahah that'd be funny though.
traciee was actually still awake at 10:02 p.m.
Saturday, July 20, 2002
wow and that post below WAS really bitchy wasn't it. provoked by what lily told me about a certain someone... but now there is luv. LOVE ::luv:: ::makes heart shape with fingers::
2002 silver honda accord lx. have gotten new car. am now free to endanger public. hurrah. look for me and my superG ride. okay thats a lie, the accord is reliable and dependable and would be conservative school girl in cardigan and knee-length pleated skirt with glasses and braids if it were a person.
on the other hand, has anyone REALLY paid attention to Charlie's Angel's story-wise throughout the whole movie? I mean, ignored Lucy Liu's unnaturally abundant hair, Cam Diaz's illegally long legs, and Drew's large boobs and PAID ATTENTION to the story? i did that today... and their big "problem" that motivates the whole movie... IS REALLY NOT a problem at all...
GPS + voice ID. yeaaah but WHO CARES. how will thaat kill anything. it'll just mean some loser at communications company can hear me tell lily about the hot guy who works at pearl milk tea place. yes... THAT will be life threatening.
traciee was actually still awake at 04:49 p.m.
Saturday, July 20, 2002
you know whats a really fun movie.
real genius, made when val kilmer was still goodlooking. shall force this movie on everyone after i record it. hurrah. |i've got five on it remix|- luniz is still a good song. thanks muchly to doug who told me finally its name. foolish tracy who must listen to kmel in secret whilst driving with windows rolled up in ph33r.
today was ph0sh0 with gf-lily and crew. [daph who ditched us for RAGE-ing waters.] yes they were late and yes it was because diana had to straighten her hair. ::amused look:: ph0 was nummy and cheap. must go there lat0r... v-fair was aiiite, FOUND the pinstripe pants that i'd been searching for, for many-a-months. but they were too xpensive. [one day... we'll be together....] was tempted by evil seductress that = shoe stores.
you know everytime i go to cupertino village, it must be with people. cuz, if you're not there with people, suddenly, everyone who IS there starts staring at you as if you have leprosy. ph333r.
i think i realize that mother has made me cynical over the years. she always reinterates one thing to me... that anytime anyone gives you a compliment and knows it'll affect you alot they are usually lying or want something from you. think about it, and it will prove muchly true. for example, when mother's [gay] friends tell me i am doing well in academics, it is opener for how much better their kids are doing. i'm glad they must prove to the teenager that they lived up to the full stereotype of being an azn mom: tight-leash, bitchiness, bad perm job and all.
tracy is trying to learn dhtml. current state= "prep" where i must actually prepare mentally to want to learn. haha yes, its a LONG grueling process, that learning thing. deaath to it. however, on the hella cool g side of things.... i've set up the SYNDIC4T3 kontact list. thaat is favorable. aaad one last thing before i go...
this is a rant: fully loaded and ultra bitchy
i think its time we just let everybody be. i remember a time when i used to get hella pissed at people if they complained about dumb shit like having no luv interest or how much their life sucketh. i used to say things like "there are some people out there who would kill for your 'sucky' life." but you know what? thats the super ghetto PC way to go. sure there are people out there who have less but forcing people to stop complaining doesn't exactly do wonders for their situation. if you're so fucking PC, why don't you go do some good ol fashioned community service and start attending church. i fucking hate having to step on eggshells everytime i talk to some dipshit about anything. "don't mention money cuz ___ doesn't have alot, we must be sensitive to their cause."
"thanks for reminding me that i'm poor" if anyone says this statement or anything similar to it in context or intention, i'm going to fucking tell you to get your ass up and get a fucking job or something to that extent depending on what it is you chose to lecture me on at that moment in time. SURE you have a right to complain but SO DO I so i'm going to exercise it and YOU don't get to hate on me cuz of it. full circle bitches, full circle. i guess on SOME levels, this was hypocritical but i just had to get that out there. why do WE have to feel bad? WHY WHY WHY? happyness= lives longer! and in honor of debate...
AT: you don't want people to be sententious but you are doing just that by ranting.
actually, bitch, NO i'm not cuz i don't plan on starting any lecture circuits aka i'm not gonna actively enforce it. i'm just going to respond bitch-ly if someone comes at me with the offensive.
AT: you want to let people complain but you think they shouldn't say things like "thanks for reminding me that i'm poor" which is also a complaint.
actually bitch, thats NOT a complaint. thats an idiot trying to be sarcastic with a witty, biting, retort but failing miserably because they have the IQ of cheese whiz. sure, go ahead and complain about lack of mula, lack of bf, lack of fucking, whatever you want. even little quips you think are so clever are fiine but be prepared for retaliation.
and lastly. i would just like to say this was not geared toward any individuals in particular. and yes, i'm selfish, spoiled, bitchy, materialistic... all of that. no duh. but i'm also opinionated and that is where this little whirpool of bitterness comes from. but thats xactly what i'm saying... just let everybody DO THEIR THING. less restriction... less regulating.
traciee was actually still awake at 12:25 a.m.
Thursday, July 18, 2002
this is a rant it will be offensive
do you know what i HATE? girls who claim they hate girls.
ohh you know what i'm talking about, girls who go around everyday with "girls are stupid" or "girls are so evil." yeaaah shut the fuck up. we all know you're saying that to sympathize with some guy in order to get close to him when deep down inside you still fantasize about getting together with several fellow girls to hog-tie [if only symbolically] some poor bastard with a dick, restrict him until he's whipped and just sit back and enjoy the show. don't give me that "i hate girls" shit cuz honey, i know you're damned glad you are one.
oh a happier side. i will be making heart shaped jell-o tomorrow. excellent!
traciee was actually still awake at 01:08 a.m.
Wednesday, July 17, 2002
my hair is now streaked
red and more layered than before. with my black framed glasses i feel like an azn school guuurl. when i go places, i will expect people to ask me if i speak english.
i went with cynthia and victoria to valley fair today where once again we forgot where the car was parked. that was muchly fun. oh and we also saw LILYYYYY. i like how we were really awkward with each other as if ph33ring secret evil. [my name starts with a K and i am muchly gay....] there was nummy clam chowder and too many shops.... that place has heavy getting-lost potential.
the red highlights are freakishly apparent under direct light.
ph0sho better rock or i will have anger. i've linked LILY. she is my TAB gf. hahah yeeees. how much is your insurance, under-18-driver? i need to find this out for financial purposes. due to fact that i need to now utilize costco's members-only gas, might be getting credit card. that will be luverly and enable me to make many more frivolous purchases in addition to the ones i will deny to have already made.
it is pathetic that i've spent three hours at luthorcorp trying to break into lex's intranet account and read his emails and his stuff. i've already done it the stupid flash-way... but need looonger xposure time, must obtain real password. actually i know what the msgs say but must see them with OWN eyes in fanGUUURLY way. actually i know the real password but it won't work. i bet they changed the password again. the foolish wb. to appease myself, i looked through their password protected investor sections. thaat was unfulfilling. it was also foolish and not a great feat. deaaath. as payback, i will duplicate their logo and make wallpaper. heeey i liiiike the logo....
cynthia s hsu: yeaHh
cynthia s hsu: i like how animenation will spam me now that i've ordered stuff from them
lavendERrhapsody: i'd want spam from lex....
lavendERrhapsody: spam backwards is maps....
lavendERrhapsody: lex rhymes with sex.....
cynthia s hsu: hahahahaha
cynthia s hsu: i like how the spam/maps have no relevence to lex
cynthia s hsu: or to sex
thank god the shows are oh hiatus. i need therapy definitely. maybe the red coloring is seeping through scalp and rendering me frightening. ehhh. truly, madly, deeply, i'm not scary. hmm you know my biggest ph33r when walking is tripping. not in general but in this certain way where the front of your shoe happens to hit the sliiightly elevated part of the uneven sidewalk. those kinds of trips suck like large sucking devices.
i think i scared leo with my association talk or rather, my comments in general. yeaaah.
traciee was actually still awake at 10:21 p.m.
Wednesday, July 17, 2002
yeaaah. deaaath. I'm at the
northwestern website looking at their requirements and application stuff-o and as such. Apparently, must be within 94th percentile of school. deaaath. maybe if my essay is STELLAR. thats right, i say stellar. but no... for now i will temporarily give up until further notice.
traciee was actually still awake at 10:06 a.m.
Tuesday, July 16, 2002
I passed the license test~! hurrah. now can go about by self on excursions, finally come into close contact with potentionally flammable liquids, and truly become azn with soon to be frequent catch phrase: "sorry, gotta go get some gas before costco closes." all cuz my TEST-ER person was super super nice. he deserves chocolates and a hug from a woodsy bear. awww. this must mean that i must be nice to someone since he was so nice to me. this means less "deathing" and more "luvz and hugz"
ahh soon it will be nine and i can be free to watch smallville where lex rhymes with sex and tom welling is twenty-five playing a 15 year old. we enjoy well dressed lex. he needs to angst more so i can throw stuffed bears at him and bake nummy cookies for him whilst alone in his castle. its not like i'm lex-obsessed. no no.
traciee was actually still awake at 08:38 p.m.
Monday, July 15, 2002
hardy har har. DEAAATH. Once again, i am in HTML class right now. there is death only because i got my graded assignments back. 93 on assignment 2 cuz i didn't put paragraph tags around paragraphs, i only had one paragraph tag. apparently... bad layout even though it was approved by W3. gahhhh. deaaath. i'm sad now, what if i don't pass the driving test... then i will need to commit seppeku through slowly scraping away the skin on my wrist with the color hex code chart on the inside cover of my HTML book....
oh yeaaah... version2.0 is here. do we like the disconcertingly scandalous picture of hikki and her lack of clothes? VERDANA is hella needed to see this page. yeaaaah... also, get IE6. i like how i TRIED to optimize it for 800x600 people in my new campaign to be approachable and amiable to aaaall but then realized that i didn't take into account browser menu bar dealies. again... deaaath.
so yesterday i saw reign of fire with LILYYYYY. i like how the guy loses everything.... his life, the ax, and the hot[as relative to all the other girls in the movie... aka NOTHING as there were no other girls] girl. oh, did i just reveal something about the movie? yeaah... aaand this is me caring...
my html class is very well airconditioned. cynthia and i usually wear sweaters. however, there is this one gurl who sits across from us who defies gravity with her short shorts and low shirts. it figures that she's a frosh. she's probably a nice person but she keeps trying to make eye contact with me. there is ph33r.
shleeeeeeepy. yeah thats only cuz yesterday i watched nummy james marsters interview. it is sad that davidB has the intelligence of cheese whiz. alias redeemed as such with glimpses of nummy CIA-guy being snarky and tough. hurrah for m. vartan.
i like how i forced myself to watch all the pretty horses again since i only watched half of it last time. watched it only for matty cuz as i mentioned to leslie, that movie is like three hours of painful dental surgery.
on a c0000013r side... ring errors gone. harharhar. oh yeah and how yesterday we went to channing's house randomly. thank god he let us play super smash brothers melee instead of pelting us with burning volcanic rocks like i thought he would...
traciee was actually still awake at 09:54 a.m.
