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Thursday, June 17th, 2004

Subject:jump on it
Time:3:25 pm.
Mood: cold.
I think I'm gonna backup all my entires sometime, in case this thing kills itself for inactivity.
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Monday, June 7th, 2004

Time:5:07 pm.
Mood: geeky.
Tomorrow is my birthday. Hmmm.
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Thursday, May 27th, 2004

Subject:the spy who mugged me
Time:8:09 pm.
Mood: crazy.
Music:Noo.
Pretty much live at LJ now... people are right, it is a lot faster.
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Saturday, May 1st, 2004

Subject:"you're only trying to make me think the world is ending so you can get into my pants."
Time:5:51 pm.
Mood: bored.
Music:Beware The Boys -- Punjabi MC.
I hardly ever come here anymore. Mostly because it's so slow that it won't let me log in. So I don't update often, I'm mostly at livejournal... aw...

I've been feeling, for the most part, rather happy lately. There are some certain things that pull me down, but I may work those out or eliminate them completely.

Tonight, I WILL do some witchcraft! I haven't in a while and I feel bad. Mostly family interferance, partially me procrastinating or getting sidetracked... I don't think I've ever been really good with religion, but I've finally found something that means a lot to be so I want to do it right. I think I suck at making spells, though... they seem to have a really short-term effect.

Lah.
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Monday, April 26th, 2004

Subject:nehh...
Time:12:31 pm.
Mood: tired.
Music:None.
I hate that I have to say this, but I do.

I can't deal with people coming to me to vent right now. I know some of my friends (online or not) do get upset, and I do want to help you however I can. Sometimes, there's nothing I can do, but I try to give advice or comfort or just listen.

But I haven't been sleeping well lately, and I have my own things to think about, plus school and moving soon. And as much as I'd love to try to make you all feel better (weather it works or not), having five or six people venting to me everyday is a bit overwealming right now. Maybe this makes me seem like a bad person, but please hold off just for a little while. I am sorry, but it's difficult to maintain ones sanity with so much to think about on a constant basis. I need to have some space in my head to spread my own junk around, and right now it's just way to crammed up. So please avoiding dumping everything on me, thank you.
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Wednesday, April 21st, 2004

Subject:AHH!
Time:8:53 am.
Mood: drained.
Music:None.
Opening night for the show is tonight. WE SHALL ALL DIE! I still don't think I'm loud enough. Blah.

I haven't been eating or sleeping properly at all lately because I don't have time to cook anything good and I just can't sleep for some reason. I just hope I don't pass out or anything, that is never fun. I'll drink a lot of coffee before I go to the show, I suppose.

Bwhaha, Don and I dance better than Claire and Dawson now. They were pretty good. I think it's because I'm just tall enough to not trip and die on my dress. Maybe. Either way, we still don't suck now.

I have to remember to go to the library and get a stupid book. I know I'm going to forget. Growl.
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Sunday, April 18th, 2004

Subject:boing boing...
Time:11:06 am.
Mood: tired.
Music:TV.
Had fun photo-shooting last night, wheee.

I think I want a new email address, or at least another one. Vappypops gets so junkspam. Bleh. I dunno.

I'm talking to Erica from the writers thing in the summer! I haven't talked to her in soooo long! I want to see her sometime this summer, because she's going away to university next year. Aw, and Rachel is running off, too. Growing up is scary stuff.

Stunt people are way super cool. It would be fun to have that job, except I have no courage. Or knowlage of physics. Heh.

My family is being annyoing. Mostly my dad. I hate how he always acts like he knows everything and that his way to do things is the only way. Gragh.
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Friday, April 16th, 2004

Subject:ker-powza.
Time:8:47 am.
Mood: okay.
Music:None.
When did Tim get so hot?!?! Graaarrghh... stupid Tim and his not going to my school.

This weekend shall be group photo shoot sweetness. I really need a memory card for my camera, though...

Ms K was forcing us to write about our childhood and what kinds of story-type deals we remembered. I didn't remember anything that stood out, so I changed the subject. I do that a lot, she doesn't seem to notice or comment.

I was talking about flying. And things that can fly. And the sky in general. I know if Laura reads this, she'll tell me to come on crazy stupid bungee death swing... but that's not flying, that's sitting in a sleeping bag attached to strings and falling so fast that your brain thinks you're going to die and shuts down so all you remember is a big grey swish. And airplanes don't count either, although I have no real problem with them (unless they crash...). The prettiest thing I think I ever saw was when I was in an airplane, I watched a thunderstorm from above. The sky is cool. And birds are cool because they fly (not like bugs, bugs stay close to the ground). I've always wanted to catch a bird for a moment. Because I'm really weird.

I had a strange dream last night, but now I forget it. Bleeh.
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Tuesday, April 13th, 2004

Subject:ah-ah!
Time:8:22 pm.
Mood: happy.
Music:Nooo.
Loook, pretty new icon. Thankie, Alexandra!

I should be doing homework because I am failing English. But I don't care. That is the problem. I dislike having class with Ms K so much that I actually don't care about my mark... at all.

Depressing.

I need photo shoot fun time.
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Sunday, April 11th, 2004

Subject:you know he's spanish, because the soundtrack is playing spanish music.
Time:10:38 pm.
Mood: bored.
Music:Snake And The Moon -- Dead Can Dance.
Blurty has been misbehaving terribly lately. I've been at livejournal like crazy.

Anyhoo, had to cart my ass down to Guelph to visit some family units. Not overly fun. Or remotely fun. More like... boring. Boo Father for eating up my holiday do-nothing time! It's always a huge hassel for family visit things, because he never tells me we're going anywhere until the night before or the day of. Usually, I already have plans with my friends (who are much less annoying and headache-inducing) or am in just a generally non-social mood. Boo family togetherness. I like them better I think if we all just do whatever we want and not get yelled at. Although Alan told my dad that he can't control what I think all the time (re: beliefs or something). That was surprisingly out of character for him, and I think he felt the need to jump back into character by popping me one (two, three, four...) in the nose with novelty oversized Hulk gloves.

I have quite the bit of homework to do still... damn incurable procrastination disorder! Rargh!

On the less-crappy side, Sharpe night was splendid! Wheee! I want to see the rest of those. Sean Bean... makes you laugh, makes you cry... well, maybe not cry. Maybe just laugh more. Oh, how wondeful he is.
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Saturday, April 10th, 2004

Subject:grooooovy
Time:4:57 pm.
Mood: creative.
Music:People.
Just got home from Rae's. We had a photo shoot in the park (receiving several puzzled glances), and then did a little spell today. Twas looovely. Although I still have my fancy makeup on, even though I've changed into cargos and a hawaian shirt... it goes, pretend it goes.

Oh wait, it doesn't have to go.

I'm going to Carolyn's tonight to watch Sharpe, yay! There will be many a spotting of the Sean Bean Tounge Thing(tm). And Sabina shall be there, to hear our witty (or on my part, pretending to be witty) comments.

I like making comments.
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Friday, April 9th, 2004

Subject:"and when we make love, she screams the devils name..."
Time:7:42 pm.
Mood: full.
Music:People.
I walked a labirynth todaaay. It was nice and... nice. Hard to discribe. It was by the nunnary... I didn't know London had nuns.

When I grow up, I want to be eccentric. But not the kind of eccentric that costs a lot of money, because that's stupid and wasteful. I want this, because I am far too often bored, and everyone else is bored, amd crazy people are just never boring because they always have something strange and abnormal to say. So I must think of many strange and abnormal things to say! Oh, how I wish I was clever and witty. Also, must destroy the male/female hilarity threshold.

I forgot to take my oversized iron supliment dealie. I guess I'll just die now! Blaaaah.
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Thursday, April 8th, 2004

Subject:"twenty five cents! i'll use that for the down payment on the new house!"
Time:10:19 pm.
Mood: thoughtful.
Music:No.
Ms L bitched at me today. Detailed story that I don't feel like retelling (involves signing out of school, then signing back in because she hates me). Then she talks about me behind my back while most of the class off on a field trip. To Sabina, who she knows is my friend. Good plan? Suuure... So yeah, that sucked.

I went on a little drive about to the mall with Rae tonight. I bought Platoon on dvd for a very good price, and another Tarot deck. The one I have now is new-agey and politically correct, which is good. I'm still going to keep it. But now I have a tradidtional one as well so I have a choice, depending on what I'm drawn to.

I forgot my candle at my dad's house, so now I can't do the spell tonight... poo.
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Wednesday, April 7th, 2004

Subject:"My great stomach would have revenge for them all!" Vaughn's misquote.
Time:10:16 pm.
Mood: silly.
Music:Engel -- rammstien.
I am watching mystery shows. I am mysterious! ... no.

Alexandra and I were MSTing a terrible not-a-mary-sue-but-actually-is fic today. It was fantastic fun.

Rehearsal was silly today. But Rachel was broken, aww.

Hollywood by Madonna makes me want to sing. I do not know why. I don't sing, I have a terrible voice unless the music will drown me out. Ryan found this out, now he is plotting to think of a way to hear me sing. I will resist!!

Rachel and I are planning to wear cameo clothes one day... come to think of it, I have no idea why we planned this. I think it was her idea. Just come to school decked out like a solider... for no reason...

Argh, I had something to bitch about but I don't remember what it was!

Oh, my dad sold the house, yaaay. I don't like this house, I've never felt "at home" in it. When I cast a circle here, it feels all wonky and not as good. So good riddance to you, house that we only use half of anyway! You make too much dust and you wonk my circles! My new house kind of looks like a plantation, so no one give me or Alan a cowboy hat. It will result in alternate personalities... moreso.
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Subject:"I am serious... and don't call me Shirley."
Time:8:40 am.
Mood: geeky.
Music:Noo.
I read pointless art crap last night until my eyes hurt. It wasn't even important crap like... art history or a new movement or anything. It was like... art show reviews... it was really stupid. May Zeus put napalm in my teachers coffee.

Speaking of napalm... that was a weird sentance, but anyway! Carolyn: When shall we watch Platoon? And/or other various things that aren't Sharpe because Sharpe has his own day planned arleady? War movies are so fun if they're not badly done and don't have too many cliche lines (it's impossible to avoid the "don't say that, you'll tell him yourself!" type on lines, apparently), even that one with Vin Deisel in it. And we all know good ole Vin isn't really an actor, he just plays one on the big screen.

I've been wanting to watch Airplane for a long time, and Airplane 2: The Sequel was on last night. That's close enough.

I just choked and inhaled a noodle... you'd be surprised at how many foods I've inhaled.

I'm getting annoyed with these morons on the internet. They're on journals and all over DA and any site you can put a profile, pretty much. People who post pictures of themselves bleeding with woeful messages. I understand that cutting oneself is not something to just be taken lightly, but when you're posting picture of it on the internet and saying things like "In a perfect world, my wrists would feel no pain", you're just asking for pity and attention. And people will give these types the attention they want. I don't know how these kids - unless they're some sort of masochist type, but still - think this type of thing is cool. There is something wrong with your brains, people! Seek help! People will do stupid things like that for attention. Mothers will kill their little babies just so people will feel sorry for them. Why can't they deal with their self-destrustive habbits instead of spreading it around on the web where other young rebels who think they're depressed can copy you?

Blah!

Kay, I'm done.
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Tuesday, April 6th, 2004

Subject:"we must all have waffles, forthwith!"
Time:9:50 am.
Mood: crappy.
Music:Uhhh...
Well, gothing it up didn't work today on account of I'm too tired to handle eyeliner without incident. So now I am normal yucky self.

I ate a poptart for breakfast on the run, because I was going to be late for my second period. I got halfway down the street, then turned back and came home to be sick. I think something is wrong with me, because I seem to get sick an awful lot. It is really not fun. At all. Maybe it's anxiety or something, because I don't know what else it could be, and I have been stressful lately.

I want to do something productive since I'm not at school, but I doubt that will happen... if I feel well enough later, maybe I'll walk down to the library. We shall see. Either way, there will be much spamming happening with the purple wobbly.

Ms K said I was a good writer. This, however, was dismissed, knowing that Ms K gets her assignments for us off the internet and did not realize that one of the poems (the magnetic one) actually had no real meaning. On the plus side, I got 90-something percent on the poetry assignment.

I am going to go moan in pain now. Good day.
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Monday, April 5th, 2004

Subject:Vampire rap!
Time:11:35 pm.
Mood: weird.
Music:Noise.
Alex's Tarot reading made me happy, wheeeee! I did a charge spell on the Ankh Bina gave me. It feels a cool and... engery-y now. Bwhaha. Then I played with Tarot.

I have to print out some articles in order to study for my art midterm tomorrow. NINETEEN PAGES! There is no way all of it will be on the test, why can she not just condense it?! VENGANCE!

I feel like gothing it up tomorrow. So I will! I need better clothes, really. I suck.

I am afraid of robots. And that they will someday rule the planet. It sounds so silly to express this thought, but think about it... they learn in one day what a human baby takes months to do. With AI, what if they do what repressed women, or slaves did? That is rise up and take their place. I know it's a bit unlikely in my lifetime, but still... humans are dumb to make things that are smarter than them and able to learn. Chaos theeeeroy! Just like Jurassic Park! ... Except with robots, and not dinosaurs... I probably could have thought of a better movie... oh, Terminator. Haha. Dumb.

I found my avacados. They were in a closet. Such is the life of real estate world.
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Subject:let us perch!
Time:7:43 pm.
Mood: amused.
Music:Teevee...
Today was stupid. Both my teachers were very mean or annoying to everyone. BOO! HISS! Ms L said "no laughing" at one point.

Carolyn and I broke the play. Shakespeare is just so slashable. It looks like Gillian will kiss Matt. He doesn't. It's sad.

I wrote out a spell for Ryan. He seemed pleased with that. I don't know what spell I want to do tonight... I'm finding it difficult to decide at the moment. Alex says she wants to give me a Tarot reading tonight, wheee. She shall be in the mad mad mad mad crazy insane stupid shake type thing. I will be rich. Or not.

I forget what it was I wanted to talk about now... hm
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Sunday, April 4th, 2004

Subject:Orlando Bloom is a lesbian.
Time:7:22 pm.
Mood: aggravated.
Music:TV.
Yes, so talking to other people in my art class, pretty much none of us are getting the paper done for tomorrow. Then we'll get the "you're in grade 12 now, people" speech again. Then she'll tell me to get my feet off the desk... again. Then, I will kill her in various ways.

For some reason I was thinking about odd, abstract things again. Girls can never be as funny as guys, somehow. If a girl does something and people laugh, it will still be half as funny as if I guy did the same exact thing. How does that work? I want to be able to be equal in a battle of wit or something like that with a male. I want to be able to master phychical comedy without being sexual somehow. Sabina will be the next Kevin Smith (sans pot jokes, because they aren't funny). I will be the next Dwight Schultz. LOOK OUT. It will happen. Someday... really though, the fact that I'm a girl has restrictions like that. Like I can't be naked and funny at the same time if I were to try. Guy naked can go either way. Girl naked is just promoting naughty thoughts. It sucks, man. Comedic equality shan't ever happen, hehe.

I want to go on a photo shoot.

I don't feel well... I think my pancakes disagree with my insides. Inner feud!

Okay, I will stop this mindless banter. And commence the mindless violence.

EDIT: 1020 words... I think the paper is as done as it's going to get now. Most of it is bullshit and rambling anyway. Also, I have a livejournal as of sometime in the night. This is my primary journal, I'm not leaving. I just mostly made it to comment on friends who have lj's. Maybe I will also use it to post the pointless junk I like to talk about, and keep the more significant stuff here.
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Subject:roberotic. yeah.
Time:4:22 pm.
Mood: pessimistic.
Music:Nooo.
I slept over at Rae's last night. Twas fun. We both failed at playing McGee's Alice, so we cheated, and then got bored. We talked for a long time about something that was immensly amusing, but I have no idea what it was now.

Okay. School. Argh. I have no motivation to even graduate now, because I have not learned a single thing all term. My brain is just rotting in my skull, so I feel no need to participate in something that is a waste of time, ie I don't do any homework and I don't attend class always. Very bad habbits that I don't like at all. Daytime television is more stimulating. Really. I'm afraid of flunking this semester. I wish I was just one of those naturally smart people, instead of a fake-smarty.

I hope a rich person falls in love with me. I have more hope in that then I do in my education.

I had something else to say, but vast quantities of phonecalls to this household derailed my train of though.
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