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Blurty for Emily.
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| Wednesday, February 18th, 2004 |
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| Sunday, January 25th, 2004 |
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On Monica's dancing: "She's so stiff that a giant could use her to pleasure itself." Emly725: haha yeah thats like how i think that guy dennis kucinichs' last name sounds like female anatomy Emly725: like "i think my kucinich has a rash" CassL724: hahaha CassL724: i just thought about quiches for some reason Emly725: quiche! ew Emly725: my quiche is itchy CassL724: ewwww CassL724: now i'll never eat a quiche again CassL724: u've ruined them Emly725: they ruined themselves...they suck |
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1. Pierce your nose or tongue?: nose 2. serious or funny?: funny, I guess 3. Boxers or briefs?: boxers 4. Whole or skim milk?: I don't know, I don't really drink milk. But I guess whole from the few milk encounters I've had 5. Single or Taken?: erm single 6. Simple or complicated?: What are we talkin' about here? 7. Law or anarchy?: Law, but not for innocent kiddies who accidentally went (20 miles) over the speed limit ONCE! 8. Flowers or angels?: ehh. I'd have to say those Lisa Frank Panda bears 9. grey or gray?: Grey 10. Read or write?: Write 11. Color or black-and-white photos?: color 12. Sunrise or sunset?: Swiftly go the days. 13. M&M's or Skittles?: chocolate chocolate chocolate chocolate 14. Rap or rock?: Rock 15. Stay up late or wake up late?: Stay up late, but wake up early. It never quite works out that way, though. 16. TV or Radio?: TV. I like never listen to the radio 17. Is it POP or SODA?: Soda, definitely soda. Either that or delicious carbonated bubbles that make me hyper. 18. X or O in Tic-tac-toe?: X...O's are boring. 20. Eat an apple or an orange?: apple (sorry fruit sale) 21. What came first the chicken or the egg?: What a dumb question. 22. Hot or Cold?: Hotttt 24. Tall members of the opposite sex or short?: Tall. I like them to be a lot bigger than I. 25. Sun or moon?: The sun in the mornin', but the moon at night. 26. Emerald or ruby?: Ruby!! My nickname/birthstone. I swear, someday I'm going to change my name to Ruby. 28. Left- or right-handed?: Right-handed 29. 10 acquaintances or 1 best friend?: 1 best friend 30. Vanilla or chocolate ice cream?: Chocolate 31. High or Drunk?: I'd have to say drunk, but I ACT like both on a regular basis. 32. green beans or carrots?: Green beans 33. low fat or fat free?: Well, I try, but mostly neither happens. 34. What is your biggest fear in the world?: MY SOUL TRYING TO ESCAPE THROUGH MY SHIN AGAIN! 36. Kids or no kids?: Kids 37. Cat or dog?: cat 38. Half empty or half full?: half full 39. Mustard or ketchup?: mustard! 40. Hard cover books or soft cover books?: hard 41. Newspaper or magazine?: magazine 42. Sandals or sneakers: high heels 43. Wonder or amazement?: WTF mate! who cares! 44. Red car or white car?: Red, I guess 45. Happy and poor or sad and rich?: Why must you always present me with situations I can never win in, survey thingy? I say happy and rich. 46. Singing or dancing?: Tough one. I'm gonna go with dancing. (yeah!) 47. Hugging or Kissing?: kissing 48. Corduroy or plaid?: plaid! 49. Happy or sad?: happy 50. Purple or green?: green 51. A year of hot sex or a lifetime of friendship?: Friendship OoOoOh this is fun: 1. If your life were a movie, what would the title be? "More Than a Woodchuck" ---I think it it's gonna be about show choir (haha) 2. What songs would be on the soundtrack? "For Emily, whenever I may find her" by Simon and Garfunkle, "All Night Long" by Lionel Richie, "Blinded by the light" by Manfred Mann, "Come on Eileen" by Dexy's Midnight Runners, "Welcome to the jungle" by guns and roses, "Girls just wanna have fun" and "True Colors" bye cyndi lauper, "Grazing in the grass" by Friends of Distinction, "It's the end of the world as we know it" by REM, "Maria" from West Side Story, "Let's dance" and "Modern Love" by David Bowie, "Brick" by Ben Folds Five, "There There" by Radiohead...I could go on for a long time. 3. Would it be a live-action film or animated? Why? Live action, definitely 4. Casting: who would play you, members of your family, friends, etc? (if it were to be live-action): Me - Rene Zellweger Sarah - Mya (or that's what monica would say) Danielle - I think she'd want to play herself Dad - William Shatner (more cause he kinda resembles him...no, my dad--doesn't really--talk--like this. Mom - Catherine O'hara Mere spivey - Danica McKellar (Winnie from The Wonder Years) Rachael - hmmmm, nobody's as cute... i dunno Georgia - Marissa Janet Winokur from Hairspray Austin - Austin Logan - Ricky Shroeder Fuzzy and Furby as themselves Ms. Conley - ?? help me think... Justin Corl - Kieran Culkin Monica - Michael Jackson 5. Describe the movie preview/trailer. It opens with a shot of us at choreography camp, and then girls just wanna have fun starts playing...um, and then some other stuff happens and the VO says that we're trying to do well in ny...blah, blah, blah. And i'm the main character so i guess that means i have to interesting. who knows? but if you'd like to be in my movie and i haven't given you an actor, tell me and you can be on the list! |
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| Saturday, January 24th, 2004 |
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Let me just add a few to those jokes You crotch-rag! He's the one who looks not unlike a lizard. |
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2nd day of choreo camp! Good times... my favorite parts: Dwight messing up the lines all the lines. "You can't hear the beat" and "Night Music" Ms. Conley treated me like a T-bone Jason treated me with more force than a jewel, but not like a T-bone...it was probably an all-beef patty (without the special sauce) or a strip steak. Man-Flavored milkshakes- Rafiki saying "Places to see, people to do." Doug as spider man "Doug WOULD climb the roof," says rachael. I said, "Someday, I'm going to say, 'you WOULD say that phrase like that." And then she'll say, "You WOULD say that I would say it like that." Video messages from people who couldn't be at choreography camp. "I'd like to thank ms. conley, I couldn't do it without her." Austin is stunt-doubling for Austin...Austin couldn't make it tonight. Next time someone is absent, we should just have a plastic cup of sweet tea stunt double. "C'mon sweet tea, we're doin' podre bourees." The scar that my soul tried to escape through. Motivation for the boys' thrust: "Fuck them, fuck them hard. If you fucked a girl like that, she'd be gone in the morning!" My leash in crabtree and smashing a cupcake over a boy's head. Logan touching his boxers...Too much information! "Zach said he'd give me a ring-a-ding-ding," said Logan two times. Then zach actually did give him a "ring-a-ding-ding." A penguin with an afro and a can of hairspray-our t-shirt design. What you doing?... Did he say cheese? Ohh, he said she's. |
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| Friday, January 23rd, 2004 |
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So gosh it has been a long time since I've last written, but I don't feel like saying much. Choreo camp was today...it was so great! I really like the dances a bunch. Oh, and I told justin and sara and mere about how I almost died last night. Mere thought I got in a car accident or something, but actually it was just that my soul tried to go on vacation. I felt like it was lifting out of me, and i had a tingling sensation. I sat up in bed and gasped. Luckily, it was going up! But I said, "no, it's not my time yet!" And my soul came back from malibu. I guess. It was either that or it got kidnapped or it ran away from home for a few minutes. Straight from Dithy's away message: after a rousing round of choreography camp, Spirit is left with this: ~We know how to do it. ~The T-Shirt.... ~Brad's sounds during the bump! ~The penguins are coming! ~The Super Secret Show Choir Hand Shake! ~Ohhhh red drink. you are so good to me!!! ~Treat your girl like a precious jewel; not like a T-bone. - Conley ~The A Capella version of "the Hussle" ~Pas de bouree assault! ~I'm heaping in a heap! ~High pants assault! ~I almost died this morning ~What happened? were you in a wreck? ~No, my spirit left my body. And as a final note: stopmakingupwebsitesandwritemeacheckfory |
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| Sunday, January 18th, 2004 |
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I really can't decided if this weekend has been interesting or not right now, but I'll play like conan and just say that i've got a great journal entry for you today. On friday I went to see Mere's dance concert. It was really nice. I broke a piece of the wall in the newly renovated bathroom, and i felt bad cause it's new, but i promised to bring my soldering iron to fix it. On saturday morning i finally got around to calling Paige Rainey, this acting coach. She was very nice and funny and we set up a lesson for two weeks from now. I have to do a monologue for her, though. I'm a little nervous about that. Later on, as I was reading the back of the new bottle of hair styling stuff my mom bought me, the phone rang and it was for me. It was a woman from the raleigh fine arts thing. She told me that they had guidelines of 5000 words (which i already knew) and that mine was 15000 words (which is not true, it was 9000). Apparently they like it and they wanted me to cut it down, so maybe i'll win or something. I'm down to about 8000 now, and i'm only only like page 4. So, anyway. Today I went on quite a shopping adventure with rachael for queen of hearts dresses. We went to saks (and got some awesomely discounted stuff!) and then to southpoint, ecko (randomly) and best buy. I found two dresses I liked at SP, and i put them on hold for the night. So when i got home, i was showing my mom some more options online, and we came across a cool one on macys.com, so we ordered it! that's it for now...gotta cut some more. |
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| Monday, January 12th, 2004 |
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My mommy is so funny. I said about someone and myself, "We're like Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston. Without the drugs." And my mom said, "And without the Bobbi Sue. Or whatever her name was. What was it, Bobbi Marie?" "Bobbi Kristina, mom." And later: "He's like the person who's waiting in the wings when the lead can't go on," said my mom. "Yeah, they're like 'Oh my God, Matthew Broderick just fell down a well'," I said. Hehe |
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I wanna get a new screen name. Here are some options dithy and I came up with: eyehartroxie moroccasmysoccas bittersweetevocative whuchutlkinboutmsreagan and i just thought of this one: eyeheartleonardbernstein haha This was SO a great online conversation, so i will share some snippets, poppet. Yeah, I just called you poppet. eyeheartsparks: if you get a mo one eyeheartsparks: and i have the hal one Emly725: we can make babies? eyeheartsparks: no. Emly725: tony danza- sad day eyeheartsparks: no. eyeheartsparks: i think not Emly725: he cant play anything but tonys Emly725: wouldnt it be cool if he won a tony? then he could be like, "yes! an award that i can actually remember the name of!" Emly725: "ive won many...uh...whatever those tv awards are" eyeheartsparks: hehehe Emly725: "i don't know" Emly725: theyre not named tony Emly725: my dog is tony Emly725: my wife is tony Emly725: my house is tony eyeheartsparks: mcdonalds... eyeheartsparks: you can't put "mc" in front of everything! eyeheartsparks: and what's up with "i'm lovin' it"? Emly725: ooh, britney and justin will end up together Emly725: i know Emly725: you know how i do? eyeheartsparks: how? Emly725: justin advertises mcdonalds and britney advertises pepsi! those two are a perfect combination. I mean, what could be better? Emly725: i mean, i guess coke eyeheartsparks: mcd's has coke.... Emly725: which is christina's advertising thing Emly725: so...therefore, i dont know eyeheartsparks: christina advertises for Hos-R-Us. eyeheartsparks: I NEED A FLEECY PULLOVER SAYING "DITHY" eyeheartsparks: AND POCOMOKE H.S. Emly725: hah Emly725: down in poccomoke Emly725: aruba jamaica Emly725: ooh i wanna take yah Emly725: bermuda bahama Emly725: come on pretty mama Emly725: key largo Emly725: montego Emly725: baby why don't we go? Emly725: down to poccomoke Emly725: i'd like to hear Emly725: the rhythm of their steel drum band |
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| Friday, January 9th, 2004 |
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This week has been busy. Let's see if I can sum it up. I thought i was excited to go back, but the first day wasn't too hot. Mr. Quinn is so awesomely wonderful. I like the people in the class too. He's funny; he says he likes cornbread. Andrew something-or-other asked if he could bring in some cornbread for extra credit. Mr. Quinn said, "No, because it's not MY cornbread. I'm sorry. You don't have my grandmother." He said he may bring in some cornbread for us, but then we'd just have the "extra credit of delicious satisfaction." He kills me. I went to see my attorney. He scared me. He said if he couldn't get it reduced enough for them to not take my license away, we might have to work out a deal in which i do community service. Rachael said that it was SO like Winona. I figure, hey, maybe I can just pass it off as legit community service and get credit at school. You never know. I could call it "adopting a highway" rather than "picking up trash on a highway." It snowed today! It was so pretty. Those yummy galoshes really came just in the nick of time. Andrew-guy asked Mr. Quinn if he could make a snow Shiva for extra credit. And catarina threw a snowball at me. Oh, and we didn't even go off for lunch. We sat in the cafeteria and it was odd. Clayton lent me five dollars. How generous. I know you don't care, but my hope is that i'll come back and read this someday and remember to pay him back. I wonder if it'll snow again tonight. I failed internship. But i don't feel bad for two reasons; one, it was my fault and i would feel awful if she had just been nice to me and two, i passed for the semester. So ECU won't know and kick me out. Thank the Lord. Here's something weird. Yesterday I had this conference with Ms. Justice and Mr. Burgoyne about the "concerns" of my play, and we went into Mr. Ludwick's office. His three interns, including mary laird, megan s, and jessica maleck were in there. (Actually, that was a stupid statement because those were his three inters, so it didn't include them, but who cares? I'm tired.) Anyway, they all just say there while we talked and Ludwick sat in silence, and listened. I think they were actually kind of interested because we were talking about this play about rape. Who's NOT interested by that? |
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| Tuesday, January 6th, 2004 |
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Excerpts from a delicious conversation between Little meredith and myself. eyeheartsparks: me llamo inigo mantoya eyeheartsparks: mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo eyeheartsparks: (short o sound!) eyeheartsparks: i did find it odd when you said you were in love with her eyeheartsparks: she's married, you know. eyeheartsparks: and... eyeheartsparks: she's your sister. Emly725: WHAT? Emly725: hahaha Emly725: i was trying to think who it was that i said i was in love with eyeheartsparks: hehehehehehe Emly725: and i was actually beginning to feel a bit sad because i thought, "whoever it was that i said i'm in love with, for God's sake, she's married! Emly725: i was like, crap, you just dropped a bomb Emly725: "We all want to think that inner city gangs do pirouettes" Emly725: really, i do wish that people walked down the street like that and played basketball like that eyeheartsparks: they do eyeheartsparks: secretly. Emly725: you don't say "I'm gonna kill the mother fucker with fuckin machine gun cause he wont pay off that bet!" You say "Every puerto rican's a lousy chicken" eyeheartsparks: "here come the jets! With a capital J" Emly725: a mo sundae eyeheartsparks: yikes Emly725: heh heh Emly725: *sleazy laugh* Emly725: i'd even say chintzy.. if you can laugh, er chintzily Emly725: i think i just made a new word... chintzily Emly725: someday i hope to see it go into the oxford Well let's see, we've gone back to school, and you know, I really was expecting to have a good deal of fun when i returned, and I had a pretty bad day. Everything was just a hassle. It was so strange. I don't know. I got some yummy rain boots. And for this, I shall now write a poem. Yummy shoes. Yummy shoes. Yummy yummy yummy shoes. Shoes that are yummy. Yummmmmmmmm. Danielle is going to move, and I am sort of sad. I only say sort of because i know she will still go to sanderson and I will still be able to hang out with her. If she went far away, i would be sad. But there's a possibility that she may go to ECU next year. Yesterday, I couldn't stand the rain. Why the hell couldn't it stop raining. I almost had an anxiety attack in the car. Barnes and Noble calmed me down. I believe I've gotten to the point where I realized it was stupid and childish to say I didn't like to read and that I could write even though I never read. Sure, I could write OK, but you have to read to write. Anyone who uses the word 'perhaps' cannot possibly think Holden is gay. Who cares anyway, except some stupid boys who think everything is gay. Tomorrow I have my first class with mr quinn. I am more than excited. I want to have four dogs or cats or birds or something and name them Allie, Holden, D.B, and Phoebe. How lovely? And then when stupid people come to my dinner parties or cocktail parties then they will say, "Why did you name them THAT?" Or maybe I'll have a bird and a dog and a cat and, I don't know, a snake. The snake will be Allie. Allie is a funny name for a snake. My mom is on the phone with Jenny, thanking her for the CD. I miss Pete and Pete. I hope you get me tapes or dvd's of it for my birthday. Yes, you. You know who you are. I like reading. I hate writing pointless essays I'm about to bs one about heroes. I just bs'd one for "in service of music" Sarah and i think babies should grow in nuts and a farmer would come and pick one and put it in a giant nutcracker to get the baby out. Then it would be catapulted into an outfield filled with future-mothers with baseball gloves that accomodate baby nicely with a pillow. They would beat each other up for the good babies, just like the throwing of the bouquet. Oh, and she danced with me to "All Night Long" Finally. Someone. |
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| Monday, January 5th, 2004 |
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It was a bizarre coincidence, this morning, when, after telling my mom I didn't want to wait in that five hour line for rent, Georgia called and said she didn't want to go. It's no big deal. Sarah and Danielle and I decided to have dinner and watch the princess bride. Danielle was going to church so sarah invited me over for salad, but it turns out she only eats a salad of lettuce, cheese, and ranch dressing. I brought some additional goods. Right before I left, though, my mom waved some delish calves liver's in a package at me. (Get over it, if you have a fear of liver, it's really good.) I was pretty dissapointed, but I said I'd get some when I came back. We boiled eggs and put them on our salads. We watched our favorite channel, Vh1: a special about who's better- britney or christina. There was one part about a guard dog that cost $30,000. Apparently it answered to commands in two languages. I said: "Who would buy a 30,000 dollar dog?" Sarah said, "If you wanted a top guard dog. And it speaks two languages." I don't think this is how she meant it, but I said "I'd pay thirty thousand dollars for a dog that spoke two languages." "Woof. Bonjour," she said. Later I said I'd buy a 30,000 dollar dog if it spoke like robin leach. "Be-YON-ce and JAY-z are buying a new yacht." Well, anyway, we got dan and went to wildflower pizza. It was sorta fun, but that restaurant sure is a pain in the fuckin' ass. It's like 8 dollars for a damned greek salad. Oh, and I told sarah that I stole her garden hose's nozzle on the night that danielle and I were trying to steal SOMETHING, if ANYTHING, from sarah. It took her a while to understand what I meant by the nozzle. Then we had to go buy the princess bride. We went Target- they didn't have it. We went to Wal-mart- they had a really bad selection and didn't have it. We went to best buy, and they were closed. Everything in that shopping center was closed. For gosh sake, what kind of town do we live in here? We went to blockbuster, and this funny guy name phillip helped us. Gosh, he was funny. We finally found it, and it was pretty dang expensive. When she asked him for help to find it, he laughed, and he said it was a good movie. He even quoted lines with her. We set off the alarm, but he told us we were good to go because it was something else and he didn't think we had stolen anything. I said, "well, we did actually steal something" as we left. At first I felt like I didn't want to see the movie. I told them I just wanted to go home and eat my liver. Well not MY liver, but some animal's. But I changed my mind. We went to danielles and watched the video. I really liked it a lot! We turned it on with spanish voice-overs and subtitles. We watched the marriage scene. The priest says "El Matrimonio." It's great. I said I had to leave, yet again, to eat my livers. Dan said "you have more than one? How many do you have?" I explained all the ins and outs of livers (that sounded kind of gross). We went the the car. I said, "My name is Emily Withers. I stole your nozzle. Be prepared for me to eat your liver!" I slid into the car and sarah sat in the passenger seat. Danielle didn't leave. She had her hand on the car. I turned on my lights...and it was hilarious because she stood there with this George W-esque look on her face and she had her glasses on. I hadn't even really noticed she had them on before. I started to back out and she kept her hand on the car and acted like she was pushing it. God, it was funny. She picked up her leg later and used that to push us out. Golly. |
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| Sunday, January 4th, 2004 |
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Yesterday Jenny IM'ed me and said she wanted to come over to give my mom something. I didn't know what on earth it could be so I told my mom jenny was coming over to give her something, and it was probably a fat lip. It actually turned out to be a clay aiken cd. She remembered that my mom liked him and how she had thought about making a cd. Well anyway, after my mom went to bed, Jenny and I sat around and talked about how much fun we had playing computer games in elementary school. The best one was Oregon trail: asking my mom how to cure cholera, the "doo, doo" music at the end, and buying 500 pounds of bacon. Caulk the wagon and float! We also talked about Mary Parrish groping people (by putting her hand on your no-existant-yet boob area) and the fact that her name could never be just "Mary". Even in the year book, when everyone else just signed their first name (probably because they didn't know their last name), 'ole Mary Parrish wrote out her full name. "Wasn't her dad a mennonite?" said Jenny. "I don't know, I don't know what a mennonite is." "They're the people who stand outside of k-mart and ask for money." "Oh yeah, and they give you a tootsie roll." We went and asked my mom, but my mom said that it was more likely that her dad was one of the knights of columbus. "I think she's Catholic. You're Catholic, Jenny!" "Oh yeah, I think she went to my church," said Jenny. "I dunno, I just saw her dad at K-mart." Anyway, it was funny. Then she told me about this car she saw at the beach. It looked like a cab but it said Turk Mobile on it and there was a motto that said they could unlock your doors for you. "I didn't know whether it was a taxi or a turkish locksmith!" Oh yeah, and another nice quote was [when talking about the time we told the guys at pieces of gold about running around with marbles in our underwear and trying to shake them out as a game] "That was pretty unsanitary. But I think our butt holes were smaller then." Oh, and today, Georgia called me in the mornin' to talk about going to the line for RENT and we came to the concensus that neither of us really wanted to go out there on an overcasted, potentially rainy day and wait for five hours. But we did sit there and sing a bunch of "messages." "Roger, this is your mother, Roger [something something something]. Moving to Santa Fe [da da da da, da da da da da]. Roger where are you?"- that was Georgia's part. Then, I come in with: "Mimi chica, donde estas? Tu mama. Esta Llamando." I do this with a very high pitched tone. Hehe. GA thought it was "esta Hermando." Hehehe, silly GA. But seriously, if you want the book from rent (And for all you people who don't take musical theater at broughton, that means it has the songs and the script included), just tell me and I'll send you it. |
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| Saturday, January 3rd, 2004 |
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Oh yeah, um, today I tried to get my mom to dance with me. I was on the phone with sarah and I started playing "All Night Long" by lionel richie. For some reason I really wanted her to get up and dance, but she wouldn't. I tried dancing in front of her, turning the music up loud enough to bang out your ear drum, and even singing the "da daa" part from the beginning when lionel comes in. She wouldn't budge. But later I was playing "Hey ya," which is the greatest song in a long time. I heard the door open and I thought it was sarah. I said "hello?" and no one answered. I pulled down a blind and looked outside, and it was my mom standing with her hand on the door knob and a smile on her face. She opened the door and said, "I love that song!" I said, "hold on a second", and ran into the room to turn on "All Night Long." She said, "NO" and walked out. I ran down and out the door and stood on the freshly painted porch. Then she told me that the latter song was much better dance to because it was faster than the former. I said, "I thought you loved 'All Night Long'." She said, "Not compared to 'Hey ya'." Then she danced a little, sort of strangely, and I said "Shake it like a polaroid picture." And she laughed and to that I replied: "Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright." |
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CassL724: im on a whitney houston kick and must be stopped Emly725: yeah, i hear you want to dance with somebody CassL724: haha i do Emly725: but do you wanna feel the heat with somebody? CassL724: i do! i wanna dance with somebody.....somebody who loves me... Emly725: really Emly725: interesting CassL724: you know what emily? i dont really need to look very much farther Emly725: really? CassL724: i dont want to have to go where you wont follow CassL724: i cant run from myself theres no where to hide CassL724: dont make me close one more door Emly725: heh CassL724: my moms gonna shoot me Emly725: is that from a whitney song? CassL724: possibly her newer stuff..... Emly725: and on track five, if you play it backwards, you can hear whitney saying "bobby's going to shoot me" CassL724: REALLY? cause i heard on track 7 when u play it in slow motion backwards on the bridge you can hear her say "give me some more fucking crack you whore" Emly725: astonishing! Emly725: That whitney, always got the new goods Emly725: I mean... CassL724: insane CassL724: thats where i heard you get your stash from CassL724: you neighbors are talking again... Emly725: no... i meant... i meant that... well, you know, she always has such inovative music... you know, new goods Emly725: er, maybe i said that wrong CassL724: just admit it now...your secrets out Emly725: yeah, i did, and i get little boys from my good friend mikey J, or as he likes to be called, peter pan Emly725: he's really great CassL724: whoa i didnt know that last part, but way to rat yourself out....and dont try to deny...youre being...watched Emly725: I always feel like Emly725: somebody's watchin me CassL724: cause they are CassL724: thru your two way walls..they can see you but u cant see them Emly725: yeah, no kidding CassL724: well now admit your other secrets while u at it Emly725: um. I had sex with ron jeremy Emly725: and hef CassL724: oh...i was talking about the one with the naked barbies and a goat Emly725: naked barbies and a goat? Emly725: did he do that? CassL724: you did Emly725: oh Emly725: gosh, i forgot about that Emly725: oh, and i'll just get it off my chest now. I helped winona rider steal from saks Emly725: you always wonder how i have so many shoes... now you know CassL724: I KNEW IT Emly725: yeah Emly725: GIMME SOME CRACK YOU WHORE CassL724: EMILY CALM DOWN AND BREATHE Emly725: SORRY CassL724: GET A GRIP WOMAN Emly725: oh yeah, and i'm actually a man CassL724: thats why u always had the buldge in your pants.... Emly725: yes, it's true CassL724: i have a confession too Emly725: what? CassL724: im really a woman Emly725: NO! See I thought you were a man CassL724: I KNOW! CassL724: everyone did Emly725: heh heh Emly725: sleezy laugh CassL724: haha i could hear u doing the sleezy laugh in my head before u typed sleezy laugh Emly725: hehehe Emly725: whut...do you think i naturally laugh sleezily... dear lord... no one told me CassL724: i mean your naturally a whore so i figured........ |
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| Friday, January 2nd, 2004 |
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This kind of sucks and it's better when i make it a monologue and act it out-loud, but here it is anyway. Also, I thought you should know that you're pronouncing a word wrong. I wrote it in about 20 minutes in the creative writing exam. I tried to make it longer, but it rejected it. Mischievous. Ah, that word that we all know and that, well, some of us love. Actually, I’ll recall that statement I just made. Do we all really know the word mischievous, or do we, dun dun dun, think that the word could be—mischievious? Through my rather brief research, I have compiled a tiny, tiny understanding of this word that seems to perplex us all. (Except me, or I wouldn’t be writing this.) The word has been used improperly from dialect coaches to presidents of the United States. Damn the dialect coaches, passing this mispronunciation on to future generations! Herbert Hoover: the thirty-first president of the United States, and not only that, a culprit of using the word mischievious. In a speech! Maybe if you hadn’t directed your energies to the Boxer Rebellion and the Food Administration, all of us wouldn’t think that saying the word incorrectly is acceptable. How about some education reforms, Hoov? In an internet search for that so hated word, I expected to find many an Internet blogger with the spelling, but instead, I happened upon a site with errors of pronunciation, crushing the misconception that mischievious is a word. I was, naturally, overjoyed by this, but, to my horror, I found a site using it in a story on a soccer player and smacked on a product name for a LEGO® product! Paprika and the Mischievious monkey: a $15.26 set. Mischievious fooled the minds of the LEGO CEO’s; who’s it going to get next? Now that’s mischievious! Oh, I mean mischievous. So anyway, yesterday Sarah and Danielle and I went to Sarah's house to play games. But this is so terribly boring that i'm going to stop even writing about it before i get depressed. Today I'm learning my monologue and Think of Me, and i hope i'll write some of my story and read CITR. Wow that has almost the same initials as Singin' in the Rain. I called it sitar, like a mnemonic device to remember, but then it just made me think of siddhartha. OOOh yummy shoes, yummy yummy shoes on the way. And RENT! With GA. How exciting! |
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| Thursday, January 1st, 2004 |
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Wow, last night was a blast! (And i'm being sarcastic here. But not really.) Sarah and Giannha and I went to Hollywood video and blockbuster to find some movies to watch. Sarah wanted to get Lillia forever and irreversible, but neither had it. So we got some romantic movie and Buffalo 66. We went to Giannha's to watch them. The first one was incredibly horrible. It was set in North Carolina, so it figures. Even Zooey Deschanel sucked because her accent came and went. Good lines though: "I tore a nut" "Nature gets in my crannies" The second one was pretty cool. It was about a guy who gets out of jail and kidnaps a girl to pretend she's his girlfriend when he goes to visit his parents. And then, well, there's some more stuff about him wanting to kill a football player and the girl falls in love with him. Anyway it was cool. "We're spannin' time." So...lot's of bowling alley's and tighty whitey's. We missed new years too. It was 12:02 when i looked at the clock. And dude, I've been watching I love the 80's and strikes back ALL day! Gosh, it's the best thing ever! |
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| Monday, December 29th, 2003 |
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Well, today was good although I didn't really do anything. I woke up at noon and since it was so late my mom made me a grilled cheese sandwich. I cleaned out my car. My dad really wanted me to start doing karaoke so he could start figuring out how to use the mixer, so I gave in. I was nervous because I was going to be vocalizin' in front of the whole damn house. (I know, there are only three of us. But still.) I picked "I feel pretty" because it had the whole "Have you met my good friend Maria? part with three backup singers. I liked it so I sang this one. It wasn't working too well because the playback kept dropping out every half a second or so, so it was throwing me off. I must have sung it 15 times. We couldn't really get the feedback to go away and the vocals to flow smoothly, so I gave up for a while to take a shower so I could go to dinner with sarah. I was no longer feelin' pretty at all. Oh, also, I broke up this potential cat fight between fuzzle and the ex-housecat-current-stray-cat Chocolate. Or whatever the hell that cat's name is. I swear, it wants to pick fights with fuzzy by invading her territory. BurBur faked Chocolate out by pretending like she was guarding the door. Well, anyway this Chocolate starts running toward fuzzy after she started going under the deck, and luckily I went and grabbed her and took her in. I threw pine cones at chocolate. Sarah and I went to Cozumel. I noticed that the tortilla chips they had were unusually stinky and would taste awful if they didn't have salsa to go on them. Sarah said they were "dead"; they were the "chips of death." Unfortunately, the tacos we had were made out of the same corn-y mix. Our waitress was weird. She would ask a question and without letting you have time to answer it, she'd say, "OK!!!" We could never find her when we needed her. It was kind of bad. Sarah said that she remembered getting sick there five years ago. But it wasn't because of those chips of death. Cause: refried beans. We went to Borders to look for an art-ish book she wanted, and had no luck. We also both realized we had to pee badly. She finally forced me to leave, and as we were walking out she said, "Oh my God. Let's just go somewhere out here." I said, "No, we'll piss all over ourselves and there's nowhere to go." She started laughing really hard and said, "No, I meant at K-mart of something." Well I laughed so hard I almost pee'd. I went back to her house to go, and then I left for home. My dad bought a new microphone because the other one was set up to overcompensate for the volume and it wasn't working like we wanted it to. So I sang "I Feel Pretty" once again and it worked perfectly. Very exciting. |
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| Sunday, December 28th, 2003 |
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Emly725: well you could be like downloading music illegally: my anti-drug tookiebijon: hahaha Emly725: and that would be funny because its like another illegal thing Emly725: but hey, its not drugs Emly725: we should make an add thats like that really old one with rachel lee cook where im in a kitchen and im like "this is what downloading music does to your family!" and i smash things with a frying pan tookiebijon: that was her? Emly725: or, since its not as bad, i'll just run around and tap things like "this is what it does to your friends!" and i go [ding-ding] and just tap it Emly725: yeah tookiebijon [11:26 PM]: tookiebijon: hahaha tookiebijon: we need to do a skit Emly725: haha how funny would that me if we made anti downloading commercials.. and we could have one where my mom is like "so, if you're going out tonight, remember to be back by 11:30, be careful, and please don't download any songs illegally." and then i come to your house and you're like, hey wanna download some led zep?" and im like "no thanks" Emly725: and then it's like "TALK TO YOUR KIDS ABOUT NOT DOWNLOADING SONGS ON THE INTERNET ILLEGALLY" |
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tookiebijon [10:27 PM]: im dl like a billion songs tookiebijon [10:27 PM]: hehe tookiebijon [10:27 PM]: its my drug Emly725 [10:27 PM]: haha Emly725 [10:28 PM]: well, lets hope you don't have to go to downloaders anonymous Emly725 [10:28 PM]: or end up one of those mp3 mothers who has to give her baby up tookiebijon [10:28 PM]: hahaha Emly725 [10:30 PM]: or you get busted by the cops with a balloon full of songs in the hood of your car Emly725 [10:30 PM]: and then they'll take you to prison and you'll have to squat and cough so they can see if you have any songs up your butt tookiebijon [10:31 PM]: what would pop out? Emly725 [10:31 PM]: a song tookiebijon [10:31 PM]: i know but what song do you think would come out? Emly725 [10:31 PM]: haha Emly725 [10:31 PM]: ummm Emly725 [10:32 PM]: let me think Emly725 [10:32 PM]: either batty rap or the luckiest by ben folds five tookiebijon [10:32 PM]: shake it shake it shake it like a polaroid Emly725 [10:32 PM]: haha Emly725 [10:32 PM]: whenever, wherever by shakira tookiebijon [10:32 PM]: hahaha Emly725 [10:33 PM]: blinded by the light tookiebijon [10:33 PM]: hahahaha yes thats the one! tookiebijon [10:33 PM]: you got it Emly725 [10:33 PM]: you could play it in a round with another downloader's blinded by the light I just totally butt clamped! Ooh, hell-O Yanni! |
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nerdy.
sleepy.
amused.
content.
dirty.
lethargic.