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[05 Feb 2003|08:05am] |
yes im still sick. dying. omg have you seen that movie death becomes her? with goldie hawn and merryl streep or something? (merril=joaquin!!!) yes thats a lovely movie. the last parts funny.. when they fall down the stairs and they break. haha. moving on...
daddys friend jeff bought us bless the child! woohoo good movie. muchos gracias senor. thats a gooooood movie. and the bad guy looks like joaquin phoenix!! ok no he doesnt but thats ok.
on another note, i wanna say something about amanda and her genious ability to say wutever im thinking before i say it. the whole boyfriend thing. its amazing, but thats exactly how i feel! and she said it before i got the chance! lol. and i no its pathetic, but who cares?
since i cant say it better myself, ill use amandas words. lol im copywronging you. wow i havent said that since like 6th grade..
"all i want is a boyfriend. and i know that sounds incredibly lame and very cliche feshmen girl...but its more complicated than that. because i dont want to be "the discovery channel", making out infront of everyone in VERY public places. i dont need him to walk me to class. or to call me every day. id rather he called for no reason at all, other than to say hello and that he misses me. i want someone to miss, someone to miss me. i just want to know that someone truely cares for me. and loves me for who i am (disregarding the previous journal enrty on "love"). i just want someone who i know will hold me when i need them to. someone i can talk to, who can talk to me. i dont want an anniversary, or the pointless gifts that come with it. i want a rose. one red rose. for no reason at all. not on valentines day, not on an "anniversary". just on some completely random day. i want someone to tell me i look beautiful on a bad hair/clothes/face day. i want someone to dance with me, even if he hates dancing more than anything else in the world. i want all of this, or none of it. just as long as i have someone. someone who understands me. thats all i want."
now im frustrated and im sick and depresed and tired and askfskdfhsa;f... bbye.
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[05 Feb 2003|08:24am] |
lol im bored so im gonna stay here. i think i figured out how to use a handy dandy lj cut so we're gonna investigate that a little later perhaps.
here are some lovely movies that i think you should see lol.
Oh i love this movieeeeee so much.
muy bien.
"itll be like senior year, but funner" hahahahaha
cant you tell im bored yet?
oh the sadness! :(
joaquin phoenix! you knew that was coming didnt you? joaquin phoenix. yay!
aww i love this movie! the gollum part scared me tho. this is SO much better than the lotr movies. SO much better. lol
wow i think everyones seen this. i no every single word.. its scary. lol
im so bored :(
i used to be obsessed with this movie. id rent it all the time.
ok i think im done. for now.....
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[05 Feb 2003|04:45pm] |
went to the drs again. this time i have no intestinal infection and they gave me a no for strep. so ill probly be back in school tomorrow. oh but theres more. i need to stay on my lactose free diet and, thanks to my extremely dangerousy high cholesterol level, ill be on a different diet as well. oh joy. mine bad chol. lovel was 226, when it should be somewhere around 130. my good chol leval was ok tho, so thats good. my triganoids or wutever it was was 82, which is very very very good, considering my daddys is 900+ poor daddy. but now i have a genetic cholestoral problem, which means another diet and no more good food. no red meat (read:everything my family eats) no excessive amounts of sugar (read:everything my family eats) no excessive amounts of salt (read: everything that you can add salt to, i add it... and then some) everything thats ive been used to eating my whole life is dead. thats the problem actually. that wut i was eating had to be dead and not plants. im sorry, but do i look like a cow? cows eat green items, ie grass, leaves, etc. i am not a cow. i dont eat cow food. more over, do i look like a rabbit? rabbits eat rabbit food, ie carrots, lettuce, etc. i am not a rabbit. i dont eat rabbit food. ugh. and im small already.. if anything was gonna bring my weight up to at least 100, it was meat not salad. oh but i can eat chicken... and fish. i dont eat fish. and when i eat chicken, it needs salt and gravy that is made with salt. and hot peppers. i dont think i can eat those anymore, cause of the acid level. no more white bread.. but thats ok i like the other kind too. no more cheeseburgers. im actually not supposed to have cheeseburgers, but who really cares.. i dont. but now that the dr said that at my leval of cholesrerol i could die, i think ill be ok with the rabbit and cow food. i dont want to die... :( do you want me to die?
ugh, just call me jackie the cow....
......................moo.
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[05 Feb 2003|06:04pm] |
oh and did i mention that i have to take at least a million and 5 differet types of medicine and my arm turned BLUE/GREEN/YELLOW from my blood test? yes the idiot nurse accidentaly stuck me in the wrong spot apperently, and now my arm is multicolored. im festive, just not for any recent holidays. ... maybe arbor day.
if you wanna see it, ask me about it tomorrow. ill make up something good like, i was attacked by mad mooses and while i was trying to get away i fell in a puddle of blue paint that somehow only effected my arm and i tried to get my color back to normal by playing in some yellow snow and then i went to roll in the grass, which is why im so amazing rainbow like.
its taking over my arm! ahh help me.
ok im fine. i just remembered something else. i still need to go around with my recomondation forms. im gonna ask to be put in the creative writing class instead of normal english. the teacher probly wont approve, and ill be stuck in the boring class. then ill feel bad.. maybe ill cry and make her feel bad and then ill show her my arm and say "your bad judgement of my intelectual skills makes my arm hurt." and then shell feel bad and let me go to any class i want! hahaha. and then in science ill tell mr o that while we were at the plantarium, the orbitual movements of the planets affected my blood circulation and now my arm cant breathe, and thats why its blue. then hell think that hes killing me and he'll pass me, so i die on a good note, and then he wont make us go to the planetarium anymore.. at least not without renting a bus to take us there. its too cold to walk a couple yards. brr.. esp for us cows.. mm grass.
oh boy and then ill go to math and tell mrs davis that gus blue drink spilled on me and now im diseased and ill pass math because she wants me to go thru life being a diseased mathmatician and then shell get rid of gus. score.
then in global civ, which is actually first but wutever, ill tell my galer that his coughing is upsetting my inner clock, and that everytime he coughs, my clock thinks its time to go to bed. my sheets are blue, so i turn blue to match my sheets, and hes making me turn blue, and the yellow comes from the glare off the grass outside, which normally would be green cept for its winter, and the greeness comes from those blades of grass that work out and manage to stay green even if its winter. hell change my last essay to an a cause i got a b and ive never gotten anything lower than an a on an essay in that class and then ill be happy and hell be hapy cause im not dying.
then in health.. that should be no problem. ill just tell her i have chest pains cause "you dont mess with anyone who has chest pains" compliments of ms kluspes. haha she gave me a way out. ill tell her the air isnt getting to my arm and im dying and ill go to the nurse and everything will be dandy. ill pass that clas to, cause i gave her a topic of discussion... "why the body needs air"
spanish.. ill tell the gizz that im choking on popcorn, and the air isnt getting to my brain and its sending out signals to my arm, turn blue! turn blue! so im turning blue.... but.. if im choking i cant talk.. oh well ill write on her lovely white board and make her mad. no thats my board! then shell cry and run out of the room to go eat popcorn in the librery where some fool will save her from choking. stupid stupid... she wont be able to pass me, cause shell be dead, but thats ok cause everyone will love me for getting rid of her.
then i have study hall, and my teachers kinda nice, so i wont pretend that his tin foil ball thing is reflecting the blue carpeting onto my skin and making me look smurf like.
i hope she lets me into the creative writing class....
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