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| 10:47am 29/06/2006 | ||||
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mellow| 11:31pm 06/05/2006 | |||
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I'm thinking of discontinuing this journal because I already have another journal which I'm slightly better at keeping updated. Though with my computer being somewhat dead I haven't been much of a journaler at all. Anyways...that's about it :3 |
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| Nights in white satin | ||||
| 01:31pm 01/05/2006 | ||||
I'd called my Mom to ask her for my Aunt's phone number because I wanted to send them flowers and the website said that they needed the phone number of the recipient, but there hadn't been answers and eventually my sister got it to me. But my Aunt has been very supportive of me this year, being my closest relative while I'm out here in New York. Recently she sent me very wonderful brownies of which I have two left and am trying to save...it was difficult to not inhale them all in one go. So my Mom called me back, I guess figuring I needed something, and I sat outside my room on the floor to talk to her since Zara's Mom had called her and she was in my room talking to her Mom. Then at somepoint between hearing Zara's somewhat aggravated conversation with her Mom, and with having Angela and Lucy talking to me and my Mom on the line I started to get very confused, and my brain froze up and I started crying uncontrollably. I managed to pull myself together for a little bit...I didn't want to worry my Mom because at the time I honestly had no idea why I was crying. But after I hung up with her, I curled into a little ball and resumed. I'm surprised I have any tears left. I got a lot of sleep in last night, and despite my nightmares, woke up feeling pretty decent. But now I'm just tired and blank... Anyways...time to do Latin work. And a little note...I suppose mostly to Kallen if you get around to seeing this anytime soon...you should check out this band called Octopus Project. I think you'll like them...and I'd send them to you, but I'm not sure if it will work? If it will, I can e~mail the tracks to you...or turn them into .rar files :) Also...May Day...flowers... .:Edit:. Also...it looks like my Mom and sister will be moving to Kuwait either at the end of this year, or the end of next. Good bye, California. I mean, I suppose I'll visit sometimes...perhaps summer when my Mom and sister come out to visit my Grandparents? But other than that it looks like I will be remaining primarilly in New York and on campus. Save winter break when I suppose I will go to Kuwait...and summer when I'll go to either Kuwait or Cowtown. |
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blank| 11:55am 30/04/2006 | ||||
I clawed at my arm for a little bit, but then afraid that something would show, stopped. You can barely tell. Not feeling much better, I shoved my fingers in my mouth, thinking that that might somehow make me feel better. It sort of worked, I began to relax a little, and think about sleepy-type things. It probably took me about forty-five minutes to an hour to fall asleep. I feel and look like the living dead. |
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| 01:19am 30/04/2006 | ||||
Good job, asshole. |
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frustrated| Unde venisti? | ||||
| 10:18pm 26/04/2006 | ||||
Not only do these people "represent" us, but they also handle our money. There was a huge mess about Naked Senate which had been going to take place, but then was not going to, I believe partly because one of the senators is hearing impaired and has two translators to sign to him what's being said...and also I suppose because of how awkward it would be for club representatives to come in and ask for money from a government in their undergarments. The Senior co-presidents and one other decided to ignore the fact that Naked Senate was not to take place, and remained shirtless and/or pantless, and were asked to leave. When they would not leave their right to vote at the meeting was taken away. But these showstoppers felt that this wouldn't be good at all, and took every chance they got to put on a display. Anything that should have been discussed was interrupted to talk about whether or not it was alright for these fools to be in the underwear. A call for attention is really what it seemed like. Good for you. You're not wearing a shirt or pants. Congratulations. Now can we please grow up and move on with life? I was so upset by this. Senate was ajourned because nothing was getting done, and the agenda for today has been moved on to next week which apparently is going to be "Fun Senate". I suppose they all just sit around and be solemn for that if this was serious senate. In other news...the chicks at the children's centre hatched. Eleven out of the twelve eggs. They were so darling. I was holding one of them, and it was so cute and fluffy and...pecking at my shirt. The children were uppity as per usual. One funny quote...During during story time Millie generally holds up the book that's going to be read and asks the children what they think the title is, or what they think the story is going to be about. And then once everyone has made a guess, she has Charlie read the title (I believe he's still the only one in the class who is capable of reading). Today's story was called the Little Duck and one of the twins, Nathan, raised his hand and said, "The duck and the cracked out mother." Start 'em young. I actually have no idea what he meant by it ::laughs:: Perhaps he was referring to the shells? Anyways. I played catch with Tashi during their outdoors time, apparently usually he won't allow anyone to play, so I felt somewhat special even though I would be shouted at if I did something not according to his plans. Charlie is still being somewhat gentle with me...he was running his finger absently along my choker at one point, holding my hand at another, and then having me hug him during outdoors time. Apparently my doing so makes him invisible hehe It's cute. I guess there wasn't really all that much else to report about today. It was I guess not as eventful as past days have been. I much enjoyed the company of Maddy the "hater" of gays and Becca the pink bouncing one at dinner this evening^_^ There was some weird hawaiin theme going on? Angela and I agree that the plate of nachos we shared has been one of our best meals at Bates ever. |
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disappointed| Time is never time at all | ||||
| 10:13pm 25/04/2006 | ||||
No one. ( So don't read it. ) |
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distressed| Nothing, we're doing nothing, since you've been wondering why nothing's happening | ||||
| 10:08pm 24/04/2006 | ||||
Really. I love Latin, but everything that I need to be doing is driving me up the wall, and I am tired beyond all belief. I just popped a couple of advil in hopes of ridding the headache and being able to continue on for at least another hour or so, or until Kallen returns. See you in ten minutes at most...I'll be here unless aliens abduct me. And I don't think I'd put up much of a fight if they did, so long as I'd be loved. I doubt I would be, since the point of alien abductions seems generally just to prove some sort of a superiority point, but hey, you never know. I managed to tack on quite a bit to the One Act, but I'm beginning to find that it's getting repetitive. I kind of like the beginning, and should start pondering a title for it, as it's due Thursday...oy! ( Just playing ) Anyways...back to the work world *plunges in* |
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working| 10:54am 23/04/2006 | ||||
Angela, as per usual, made much noise this morning, and it's not like it's all that early, but she also went to bed very late. So I had a hard time falling asleep being that the lights were one, and then when I was in that stage where you kind of drift in and out of conciousness, she decided it was bed time, and thudded out of bed to put her computer on her desk and then to turn off the lights. Then shook the bed as she climbed back up and settled. The latter part isn't as annoying. I think for the most part it's not really all that annoying save for that I was tired, headachey, and grouchy. Anyways I was informed that if I wanted to go to brunch with them I'd have to go at eleven. So here I am dressed and spaced. It was also said that I didn't have to go, so I needn't feel any pressure. I felt no pressure. I like how very little things seem to be the spurr of such huge and long lasting bad moods...I think this one might have been started by flakiness. |
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exanimate| Sing us a song, a song to keep us warm... | ||||
| 10:35pm 22/04/2006 | ||||
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numb| I feel fine all the time (hahaha)) | ||||
| 06:07pm 20/04/2006 | ||||
If I want to be completely fair I should start with Tuesday...the first of the two Accepted Student's days...so I guess I will. I was stopped by a random kid who asked me if I attended such and such high school in San Francisco, and not really sure that I recognized him, and not being from San Francisco, I shook my head and said no. He apologized and I walked away slightly confused. Then thinking about it later, I suddenly connected that we'd gone to band camp together. So I spent the rest of that day and the next on a bit of a wild search for this kid, but didn't end up finding him. I was so sad :( That evening Angela and I hosted Claire and Daniella, both very sweet. And Lucy hosted a girl named Natasha who was more than difficult to talk to...and Zara a girl named Lucy who was also quite nice, but we decided probably would have much preferred being at a keggar. Regardless, I was so excited about getting to host and talk to people who want to go here. Natasha did not seem so enthused about the school, but the other three seemed to really like it, so I hope the come :D YAY, SARAH LAWRENCE! I'm excited, as I'm going to be part of Orientation Crew next year, and also in Titsworth...so pretty much on main campus where I can observe all the prospies from the window :P (supposedly the side of Titsworth with odd numbers faces main campus)). Vocal Minority put on a special concert for the accepted students, which was very nice, as always. I really wish they'd put out a CD or something because they're so great...and Hunter has such a beautiful voice. He *so* whips Christina Aguilera's ass at singing that one song about being beautiful and stuff. One of them asked me if Hunter was straight and I had to inform them that no, sadly, he's not. Then we returned to Morris and had a more than awkward game of Super Scrabble. I was so embarrassed. I decided to stay out of the game for the most part, and just read, being that there weren't enough of those things for more than four players. So Angela, Daniella, Claire, and Lucy/Zara played. Lucy and Zara were on the same team. But unfortunately Angela is very competitive, though she will deny it...maybe she's not...who am I to tell her what she is or isn't? But she certainly comes off as it. And so as the game progressed she began to get irritable and upset, especially when she was jokingly called a cheater. I could have sworn she looked like she was going to cry at one point. Memo to me to not play Scrabble with her ever again. I feel like lately everyone has been on edge...I'm sure a lot of this having to do with the lack of sleep we've been getting, and the fact that conferences are really just around the corner, ready to smack us in the face. Bastards. I don't actually know who won...nor do I really care to know. The next morning we dropped the prospies off at the PAC to sign up for tours and whatnot, and then I ate breakfast really quickly with Zara before heading on over to the children's centre. It went pretty well, as always...I don't actually remember much of what happened at the moment. Lindsey and Caroline have become friends now, which I really like as it seems like a more even-handed friendship...compared to before where they were really just the minions of Kyle and Isabella. I sketched a horse that Isabella loved and I told her she could keep ::laughs:: It was kind of cute. Then she was showing it off later, and...well, I've had the slightest suspicion for awhile now that none of them (save Charlie)) really knew my name at all. And so they would always refer to me as 'teacher'...which was fine. But earlier Caroline and Lindsey had wanted to know what it was. A couple of weeks ago or so I'd seen Caroline at the ice cream parlor, and she hadn't been in class on the days I'd been since that time...so yesterday she giggled and pointed to me, telling me that she'd seen me getting ice cream, and wanted to know what my name was. And then later, when asked who had draw the horse, Isabella said "the teacher"...and everyone wanted to know which teacher...::laughs:: "ME!" I kind of jumped and waved my arms in the air (see why they all think I'm five as well??)) And again they wanted to know my name. Charlie started bouncing by me and saying my name, giggling when I gave him a bear hug. I don't think I've heard my name so many times from so many different voices in one go, though...They even almost forgot about going outside ::laughs:: Aside from that I suppose there isn't much...I've found these veggie friendly cookies that are sort of like oreos...LOVE!! I'm so happy. Currently I'm making the last mix for that Shoelaces boy...because I feel like I should. Knotting Loose Ends...even though it's tying up nothing. |
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exhausted| 10:47am 17/04/2006 | ||||
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crushed| I disconnect the me in me | ||||
| 08:33pm 16/04/2006 | ||||
Or do what they say they're going to. Why is everything always so one-sided with me? |
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gloomy| 08:24pm 15/04/2006 | ||||
I just finished battling Jung a moment ago, I'm wondering if he'll be like Freud, where we'll get along better when I'm through reading him. I did like this one quote, however. "It is the same for the primitive: anything strange is hostile and evil" Yeah, what, Bush?! Anyways. I wrote the Shoelaces boy, because...that's how I am. I write people when I shouldn't e_e But I haven't received any responses since I sent it last night. I saw him at brunch earlier today and promptly lost my appetite. I love how that works. Loveitloveitloveit. Though I very much enjoy my time here, I am about ready for the school year to come to an end. Not necessarily because I want to leave, but just because this stress needs to cease. In fact I think I'd rather stay here than return home o_o;; Again in one of those phases where I think I'm incapable of loving anything or feeling for anything, though I guess that's never true. I don't think I'm ever really incapable of it. Sometimes I just don't. And so naturally I blame many people for this, but really the true culprit is myself. Hm...this is pointless. I don't really have much of anything to journal about o_o;; |
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| My mind is a hunk of irrevocable nothing... | ||||
| 08:36pm 12/04/2006 | ||||
I don't know why each day is a new reason to cry, and honestly, I feel very lame...whimpy...for it... Hm. Today was a day...(as any other))...and being that this day was a Wednesday kind of a day, I trotted off to the Children's Centre this morning. Charlie was at his peak today. I was tying back my hair and he was standing behind me, looking somewhat dazed. After a moment he came around in front of me and told me that I looked like a bellydancer. I smiled and thanked him, not really sure what else to do with that comment, and then he went off to do some mazes. After that I was poking David who was kind of rollin' about on the floor, and Charlie came over, took my hand and kissed it, then stood up and took my other hand, raising it up into the air. Then a moment later when I was inspecting my elbow, he noticed a couple of sores and as a stranger would say to a child said, "Oh, you poor thing! You've got a booboo!" and ran his fingers along my elbow. Then again he told me about how I looked like a bellydancer. I made a bird house...but it's pretty flimsy, otherwise I'd put seed in it and hang it out the window. Erm...then I was involved in a game in which I had to steal a "dog" from Isabella and Lindsey and then rename it...They had it named Sandy, I dubbed it Jean-Luc. They were impressed. Not really. But then I had to "tie them up" and throw them in a dungeon. After I'd already gone through the effort of "swallowing the key" they told me to lie it on the chair so that they could get out when I wasn't looking. Naturally, being the great villain I am, I complied. Post-that Jean-Luc was taken from me and renamed Sandy...this was very upsetting. Around this time Christian and Nathan joined the game, and Nathan joined me on the dark side. It was awesome. He set up a force field to protect me from the others who were turning me into various foods. At one point I was given another dog who was named Agamemnon...erm...and thennn...what happened...Oh...then they started "taking" my jewelery, hair, clothes, facial features, and various other parts. This was somewhat distressing. When I asked if I was naked, they said "Yup." Children! I was also made to read some book that put me to sleep each time. Anyways...since then I've been working on this paper...and been doing laundry which was the SUCK because the damned dryer is busted. Operations and Facilities requested that I put up a sign to alert others. Yes, folks, I go to Sarah Lawrence. Hm...then there was the Seder at Morris, which was amazing. Tracy was incredible...I stole a couple of macaroons for later^_^ Anyways...I suppose back to the paper. Oh! And just because this was cute...during the Seder, Igor was alternating squinting each eye and so I asked what it was that he was trying to look at, and he jumped a little, and grinned, "Oh, I'm just playing." |
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| Wade in sonic joy | ||||
| 07:57pm 11/04/2006 | ||||
( 'My life' as a picture book... ) |
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blah| I feel that I'm ordinary, just like everyone | ||||
| 10:42pm 10/04/2006 | ||||
Hm. There had been something that I wanted to share earlier, but of course now I can't remember what is was. I think that really I should just knock myself out and go to bed, in hopes that retiring early will restore some of this lost energy...but I guess I have theatre forum tomorrow? So that means finishing Latin work now o_o;; Meep. |
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| Ladies and gentlemen | ||||
| 02:21pm 10/04/2006 | ||||
( Feeling alive ) |
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lazy| 11:37pm 09/04/2006 | ||||
I loved it...I...don't know that I can begin to describe how much I loved that show. Mrs. Lovett is incredible hehe I don't really know why exactly it was that the guy said I should play her, but I definitely would love to someday. Such a fun character. It's funny how in shows like this you end up sympathizing with the protagonist even though he is doing something so horrific. After the show Becca, Maddie, Gabe and I went wandering through the city...we went into this hotel that had way too many floors and a glass elevator. I personally could have spent hours going up and down in that thing, but just once was good enough. Then there was a bead shop...falafel...and a trip home...and this is a very lazy entry that lacks the photos I was promising...But I am le tired...and in dire need of sleep. Goodnight, world. |
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| 02:46am 09/04/2006 | ||||
Becca is veryvery cute:3 |
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