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Saturday, November 22nd, 2003

Subject: Oddly enough.... Time: 6:53 pm. Mood: amused. Music: Chase music....

Oddly Enough - Reuters Dracula Park to Suck in Vampire Tourists Fri Oct 10,10:43 AM ET Add Oddly Enough - Reuters to My Yahoo! By Radu Marinas BUCHAREST (Reuters) - Vampire lovers with a thirst for a thrill could soon be Romania-bound after investors said on Thursday a Disneyland-style Dracula theme park was back on track. Under pressure from UNESCO (news - web sites) and other activists, Romania changed its plans to build the horror tourist draw near the historic birthplace in Transylvania of Vlad the Impaler -- said to have been the inspiration for the fictional Dracula. UNESCO, the culture arm of the United Nations (news - web sites), and others said building the park near Sighisoara would have ruined the 13th century town, a World Heritage Site. "All I can say is that the Dracula project is going ahead. We're drafting a detailed plan, subject to shareholder approval by the end of this year," Sorin Marica, the chairman of the Dracula Park SA firm which oversees the project told Reuters. The theme park will now be sited in the Snagov Lake area, north of the capital, and not in Transylvania, which is a region of Romania. Consultants PricewaterhouseCoopers said Snagov, 17 km (11 miles) from Bucharest airport and 40 km (25 miles) from the center of the capital of 2.5 million people was the most appropriate site. Marica said horror rides, labyrinths and catacombs were still part of the plan for the park, due to be built on 100 hectares (250 acres) of state land with private funds to try to lure more tourists to the poor ex-communist country. "We also aim to create a separate area (in the park) to promote the historic truth for Vlad Tepes," Marica said. The headless body of Vlad Tepes, the real life 15th century Wallachian hero prince who fought off Ottoman invaders and defended Christendom, is believed to be buried at a monastery in the middle of Snagov Lake. Vlad is believed to have been born in Sighisoara around 1431 to Vlad Dracul or Dragon. The young Vlad was named Dracula -- meaning son of Dracul -- by his father. But in Romanian, the word also means the devil. The government had trumpeted the plan saying it would draw about one million tourists annually by 2006 -- 20 percent from abroad but appeared to lose interest. But government spokeswoman Despina Neagoe said on Thursday: "I don't have any information on the Dracula park project." I van to suck yourrrrrr blooooooooooooood....fffffffffffffffffffffft...

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Subject: Hahahahha!!!!! Time: 6:46 pm. Mood: silly. Music: "Deliver Us" from "The Prince of Egypt".

Swedes Puzzled by Discovery of Butter-Filled Shoes Fri Oct 10,10:21 AM ET Add Oddly Enough - Reuters to My Yahoo! STOCKHOLM (Reuters) - Tourists were left scratching their heads in disbelief after finding 70 pairs of shoes filled with butter on an isolated mountain top in northern Sweden, local news agency TT reported on Thursday. The local newspaper in the town of Ostersund thinks the stunt could be the work of a copycat artist after it received an anonymous tip-off that directed reporters to a Web page showing butter-filled shoes in a desolate Tibetan landscape. The picture depicts a work called "Shoes with butter" by Chinese photographic artist Yin Xiuzhen and dated 1996, the agency said. Locals have been debating the artistic merit of the shoes and officials are considering what to do with them. Suspected Penis Snatcher Beaten to Death Sun Oct 12, 9:46 AM ET Add Oddly Enough - Reuters to My Yahoo! BANJUL, Gambia (Reuters) - A 28-year-old man accused of stealing a man's penis through sorcery was beaten to death in the West African country of Gambia, police said. A police spokesman told Reuters that Baba Jallow was killed Thursday by about 10 people in the town of Serekunda, nine miles from the capital Banjul. Reports of penis snatching are not uncommon in West Africa, with purported victims claiming that alleged sorcerers simply touched them to make their genitals shrink or disappear in order to extort cash in the promise of a cure. The police spokesman said many men in Serekunda were now afraid to shake hands, and he urged people not to believe reports of "vanishing" genitals. Belief in sorcery is widespread in West Africa. Seven alleged penis snatchers were beaten to death by angry mobs in Ghana in 1997. Pushing Safe Sex with 'Miss Condom' Pageant Fri Oct 10,10:46 AM ET Add Oddly Enough - Reuters to My Yahoo! By Chawadee Nualkhair BANGKOK (Reuters) - A bevy of Thai bar girls, health officials and a transvestite blew up condoms and paraded for a different kind of honor -- the title of "Miss Condom Asia-Pacific." Featuring 20 contestants from four different nations, the contest aims to promote safe sex in Thailand -- a country on the frontline in the war against HIV (news - web sites)/AIDS (news - web sites) in Asia. But instead of twirling batons or warbling show tunes, "Miss Condom" competitors wowed the judges with their condom-blowing prowess and knowledge about the virus, which has infected over seven million people across the region. "They can understand (condoms). They play with them and there's no value judgment," said Senator Mechai Viravaidya, known as "Mr. Condom" for his work in promoting AIDS awareness in Thailand. "It's education plus entertainment," said Mechai, adding that the 20-year-old contest still helps to remove the stigma of condom use in a nation still ruled by conservative social mores. Thailand, where infection rates are falling after a campaign to promote condoms among commercial sex workers, is one of the region's rare success stories. While infection rates are far lower in Asia than in southern Africa, the global epicenter of the disease, the Asia-Pacific region could account for 40 percent of new infections by 2010 if prevention efforts are not stepped up. "COPS AND RUBBERS" Held in a loud, sprawling entertainment block with bars named "G-Spot" and "Hollywood Strip," the pageant lured punters from as far away as Zimbabwe, the Philippines and Cambodia. Judged on their safe sex knowledge and onstage poise, they blew up condoms and danced to Thai country tunes on a makeshift stage as a man wearing green condom suit cavorted nearby. A Zimbabwean health official, who bested her rivals in the condom-blowing contest, said events such as "Miss Condom" put Thailand ahead of other developing nations in AIDS prevention. "I think they are very advanced," said Josephine Moyo, who works for Partners Secretariat, a non-governmental organization in Bangladesh. "They've demonstrated leadership in this area. People should learn from Thailand." Mechai, known for 1990s campaigns such as "cops and rubbers," which involved police handing out condoms to drivers in traffic jams, said increased condom use reduced new infections in Thailand to 20,000 last year from 200,000 in 1991. Praween Payapvipapong, vice-president of the Population and Community Development Association (PDA), said campaigners usually targeted places with a high concentration of sex workers. "Thai men don't like to use (condoms). They say it's not natural," said Praween. "So we ask women to help us. Either they ask their partner to use it, use a female condom, or reject sex." This year's "Miss Condom" title -- and a 1,000 baht ($25) cash prize -- went to 20-year-old bar girl Pairin Pongprasert, who was crowned amid shouts and screams from her co-workers. "I am very excited right now," she said, blinking as camera bulbs flashed. "I didn't expect to win." Not everyone was elated. The only transvestite contestant, 27-year-old Lek, said she had been misled. "I thought it was just going to be judged on beauty," Lek huffed, her arms crossed. "Who wants to blow up condoms?" Ohhhhhhh, crazy, lmao!

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Subject: Ahoy, hoy Time: 10:41 pm. Mood: busy.

Maaaaaan, it's been a while. I guess I'm just lazy. I'm doing my history essay right now..earlier I had this WWI sheet/assignment to do...very odd. Oh, yea, I've rediscovered Caroline in the City, it was a good show back then...now I realize what crap it really was...Maaaaaaaaaan, I was deluded back then, well, my values have risen. I've now realized what crap shows I used to watch...but I do value those lovely childhood shows... Ten of Yin's Favourite Kiddy Shows 1) Blue's Clues- I love this show..but then Steve abandoned us, Rebecca, Ania's friend, told Sonia, Polly, and me that there was another guy after Steve who committed suicide because he "saw Blue in his dreams". Uh huh...suuuure. Now I've stopped watching "Blue's Clues" because of Joe. Joe is the new guy and he really disturbs me. Although, there are some nice new songs. 2) Big Bear in the Big Blue House- It's a good show for kids. Big Bear shows kids some important things, he also teaches them values. There are some cutesy characters: Ojo, the otter twins (Pip and Pop, I think), Big Bear, the homeless old dog...although that Shadow really annoys me. 3) Clifford the Big Red Dog- I love this show, actually I should say that I loved this show- I never watch it anymore. John Ritter was the voice of Clifford...I guess it's over now. *Sigh* o.O Emily Elizabeth annoyed me. '_' 4) Bananas in Pajamas- I loved watching this when I was 5...I remember the Water Festival in Sweden...they had free Bananas in Pajamas pop and cake...Mmmmm....cake...jag alskar Sverige. 5) Noddy- Nooooodddddddddy! Haha, need I say more? (Although, I did not like the people in the show...I mean the actual people, the puppets were fine.) 6) Arthur- I loved this show when I first saw it in grade 6...D.W. is pretty cool. There are some pretty important messages in "Arthur". 7) Postman Pat- I remember watching this when I was 5 or 6...Postman Pat, Postman Pat, Postman Pat and his yellow-striped cat...or somethin' like that. Point being, he's the pride of the postal industry. 8) Sesame Street- Haha, "this show has been brought to you by the letters, F, U, C, and.............................. T. Haha, you thought it was gonna' be a "K" right? Hahahaha..." Oh, what I wouldn't give to be able to direct one episode, it'd teach those kids something about real life. INstead of that stuff Big Bird regurgitates out of his beak. Big Bird annoys me. I really like the COokie Monster, Oscar the Grouch, the elephant, Elmo, etc. 9) Dragon Tales- I first saw it in grade 6, it's got a great show, it's not bad though. It teaches kids a lot about friendship and other things in life. Org is a fraidy cat but he can really be brave at times. The dragons have little medals/necklaces that light up when they've done something really good. Emmy and Max are the little human children that visit them. "I wish, I wish, with all my heart, to fly with dragons, in a land of heart." (Odd little chant.) 10) Hmmm...this show on PBS...I think it's called Lion to Lion? I forget...it's got Leo, Cleo, Leonel, and Leona as the main lion family. Hmm..what's it called? It teaches kids how to read...hmm...I'll come up with it.. Now-must go back to history..actually scr*w it, I'll finish it tomorrow, I've got the third body paragraph to write in my essay...I have to finish the second paragraph off, and I have to do the conclusion. It's due on Wednesday. Outlaw's pretty nice to let us have all that time. So- yea, Caroline in the City- decent show, it's on around 7 (?) on the W channel (I think it may be channel 60..the 'women' channel, I think it's called).

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Subject: Greetings President Clinton. Time: 2:06 pm. Mood: awake.

Clinton Narrates Wolf-Friendly Peter and the Wolf Fri August 29, 2003 06:56 AM ET LOS ANGELES (Reuters) - Sergei Prokofiev's musical fairy tale Peter and the Wolf is popular with children but not with wolf lovers, and two former world leaders -- Bill Clinton and Mikhail Gorbachev -- aim to put that right in a new recording. They have teamed up in a new recording that couples the tale with a contemporary version featuring the same two protagonists but a very different ending. Prokofiev's version ends with Peter capturing the wolf and leading a triumphant procession to the zoo, paining music-loving environmentalists with romantic visions of wolves in the wild. In the new version, narrated by former U.S. president Clinton and called Wolf Tracks, Peter again captures the wolf, but this time repents of his act and releases the animal, who howls a grateful goodbye. "Forgetting his triumph, Peter thought instead of fallen trees, parched meadows, choked streams, and of each and every wolf struggling for survival," Clinton narrates. "The time has come to leave wolves in peace," he adds. French composer Jean-Pascal Beintus wrote the score for the new wolf-friendly version while former Soviet leader Gorbachev provides an introduction and epilogue. "In Prokofiev's classic, man dominates, but Wolf Tracks expresses quite different values of balance and tolerance. All of us hope for a future where these values are lived every day," Gorbachev said. Italian actress Sophia Loren narrates Prokofiev's traditional tale, which features the Russian National Orchestra conducted by Kent Nagano. It is to be released on the PentaTone Classics label on Sept. 23. Part of the proceeds will go to the New York-based Wolf Conservation Center, which supports the reintroduction of wolves into the wild. The accompanying booklet includes an article supposedly written by a wolf. "On behalf of all wolves, I would like to thank Kent Nagano and the Russian National Orchestra, Bill Clinton, Mikhail Gorbachev and Sophia Loren for coming together to make this recording," the wolf writes.

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Subject: My word... Time: 2:05 pm. Mood: cynical.

Melting Alpine Ice Unveils Decades-Old Corpses Fri August 29, 2003 07:06 AM ET ZURICH (Reuters) - A Swiss father who searched for his mountaineer son's missing body for 18 years thought his quest had paid off this week when a glacier, thawing in Europe's record heat, gave up a corpse. The young son and a companion vanished in 1985 while scaling the Titlis peak in the central Swiss Alps. Officials concluded strong winds blew them off the mountainside as they bivouacked. The man's father, who police have not named, made dozens of trips to the area to seek his remains over the years, finding nothing but bits of equipment. But police said Thursday he had discovered a corpse the day before that had been uncovered by a receding ice pack. "Yesterday (the father) thought it was his son. Today he says it is the friend," a police spokesman said. "I would leave this wide open for the moment ... We don't know if it is the body of his son, his son's companion or someone else." Several other people have gone missing in the area over the years. The decomposed body was given to forensics experts for tests. Thawing Alpine ice has yielded several bodies this summer. German hiker Helmut Weiss, last seen in 1971, was found this week at an altitude of 8,860 feet near Ischgl in Austria, German police said Thursday. A group of German hikers came upon his decomposed upper body Tuesday, protruding 32 inches from the ice. He was identified by items in his wallet. Austrian Police said the bodies of an Austrian and Canadian had been also found in the mountainous Tyrol province alone. In July, hikers discovered the body of a German woman missing since 1956 near Kaprun in another part of Austria. "Maybe we will even find a new Oetzi," a German police spokesman said, referring to a mummified 5,000-year-old corpse whose discovery in Alpine ice in 1991 caused a sensation. Hikers who found "Oetzi" first mistook him for an unlucky mountaineer.

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Subject: Got Milk? Time: 2:04 pm. Mood: amused.

Souped-Up British Milk Van Sets Speed Record Fri August 29, 2003 07:07 AM ET LONDON (Reuters) - A Welsh race-car driver claimed the first milk van speed record Thursday after zooming at 73 mph in a souped-up electric machine. Electric milk vans, called "floats," are one of the quintessential features of British life, designed decades ago to run in silence, so the legend goes, to avoid waking slumbering citizens when the milkman drops off pints of milk at dawn. The floats have not been known for their speed until Welsh Formula 3 racer Richard Rozhon got behind the wheel of his brand new Electron E150 on a track at the Bruntingthorpe Aerodrome in central England. Rozhon was at something of a loss to describe the experience. "It's a radical designed futuristic vehicle," he told Reuters by telephone. "Something sort of out of the space age. It's a futuristic looking milk float." Rozhon said he set the speed mark with no milk bottles on board, but guessed it could go nearly as fast when fully loaded. Another team tried to set a record in a conventional float on the same day but barely got to 50 mph.

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Time: 8:19 pm. Mood: awake. Music: Movie Soundtrack music.

Will Ferrell (formerly of SNL) gives a Harvard Commencement speech. Crazy Ivy Leaguers. 352nd Harvard Commencement Thursday, June 5, 2003 Class Day speech June 4, 2003 Will Ferrell This is not the Worcester, Mass Boat Show, is it? I am sorry. I have made a terrible mistake. Ever since I left "Saturday Night Live," I mostly do public speaking now. And I must have made an error in the little Palm Pilot. Boy. Don't worry. I got it on me. I got the speech on me. Let's see. Ah, yes. Here we go. You know, when Bill Gates first called me to speak to you today, I was honored. But when he wanted me to be one of the Roxbury guys, I -- Sorry, that's Microsoft. I'm sorry about that. Star Trek Convention. No. NRA. NAACP. Dow Chemical. No. But that is a good one. That is a good speech. The University of Michigan Law. Johns Hopkins Medical School. I'm sorry. Are you sure this is not the boat show? No, I have it. I do have it on me. I do. It's here. Thank you. Ladies and Gentlemen, Distinguished Faculty, Administrators, Friends and Family and, of course, the graduating Class of 2003, I wish to say hello and thank you for bestowing this honor upon me as your Class Day speaker. After months of secret negotiations, several hundred secret ballots, and a weekend retreat with Vice President Dick Cheney in his secret mountain bunker, a Class Day speaker was chosen, and it was me. You obviously have made a grave error. But it's too late now. So let's just go with it. Today's speech is going to be a little different, a little unorthodox. Some of you may find it to be shocking. I'm not going to stand up here and try to be funny. Because even though I am a professional comedian of the highest caliber, I've decided to do one thing that a lot of people are probably afraid to do, and that's give it to you straight. As most of you are probably aware, I didn't graduate from Harvard. In fact, I never even got a call back from Admissions. Damn you, Harvard! Damn you! I told myself I would not get emotional today. But damn it, I'm here, and sometimes it's just good to cry. I'm not one of you. Okay? I can't relate to who you are and what you've been through. I graduated from the University of Life. All right? I received a degree from the School of Hard Knocks. And our colors were black and blue, baby. I had office hours with the Dean of Bloody Noses. All right? I borrowed my class notes from Professor Knuckle Sandwich and his Teaching Assistant, Ms. Fat Lip Thon Nyun. That's the kind of school I went to for real, okay? So my gift to you, Class of 2003, is to tell you about the real world through my eyes, through my experiences. And I'm sorry, but I refuse to sugarcoat it. I ain't gonna do it. And I probably shouldn't use the word "ain't" during this day in which we celebrate education. But that's just the way I play it, Homes. Graduates, if you will indulge me for a moment, let me paint a picture of what it's like out there. The last four or, for some of you, five years you've been living in a fantasyland, running around, talking about Hemingway, or Clancy, or, I don't know, I mean whatever you read here at Harvard. The Novelization of the Matrix, I don't know. I don't know what you do here. But I do know this. You're about to enter into a world filled with hypocrisy and doublespeak, a world in which your limo to the airport is often a half-hour late. In addition to not even being a limo at all; often times it's a Lincoln Towncar. You're about to enter a world where you ask your new assistant, Jamie, to bring you a tall, non-fat latte. And he comes back with a short soy cappuccino. Guess what, Jamie? You're fired. Not too hard to get right, my friend. A world where your acting coach, Bob Leslie-Duncan -- yes, the Bob Leslie-Duncan -- tells you time and time again that you will never, ever be considered as a dramatic actor because you don't play things real, and are too over the top. Amazing! Simply amazing! I'm sorry, graduates. But this is a world where you aren't allowed to use your cell phone in airplanes, during live theater, at the movies, at funerals, or even during your own elective surgery. Apparently, the Berlin Wall went back up because we now live in Russia. I mean just try lighting up a cigar in a movie theater or paying for a dinner for 20 friends with an autograph. It ain't that easy. Strong words, I know. Tough talk. But more like tough love. Because this is where my faith in you guys comes into play, Harvard University's graduating Class of 2003, without a doubt, the finest, most talented group of sexual beings this great land has to offer. Now I know I blew some of your minds with my depiction of what it's really like out there. But if anyone can handle the ups and downs of this crazy blue marble we call Planet Earth, it's you guys. As I stare out into this vast sea of shining faces, I see the best and brightest. Some of you will be captains of industry and business. Others of you will go on to great careers in medicine, law and public service. Four of you -- and I'm not at liberty to say which four -- will go on to magnificent careers in the porno industry. I'm not trying to be funny. That's just a statistical fact. One of you, specifically John Lee, will spend most of your time just hanging out in your car eating nachos. You will all come back from time to time to this beautiful campus for reunions, and ask the question, "Does anyone ever know what happened to John Lee?" At that point, he will invariably pop out from the bushes and yell, "Nachos anyone?!" At first, it will scare the crap out of you. But then you'll share a laugh with your classmates and ultimately look forward to John jumping out of the bushes as a yearly event. I'd like to change gears here, if I could. Talk a little bit about "Saturday Night Live." Now, during my 18-year stint on the show, I had the chance to play or impersonate some very interesting people, none more interesting than our current President, Mr. George W. Bush. Now in some cases, you actually have contact with some of the people you play. As a byproduct of this former situation, the President and myself have become quite good friends. In fact, I might even call him a father figure of sorts, granted a dim-witted father figure who likes to take a lot of naps and start wars, but a father figure nonetheless. When I told the President that I'd be speaking here today, he wondered if I would express some sentiments to you. And I said I'd do my best. So, if you don't mind, I'd like to read this message from the President of the United States. - ----- Students, Faculty, Families and Distinguished Guests, I just want to take time to congratulate you on your outstanding achievement as graduates of the Class of 2002. The great thing about being the Class of 2002 is that you can always remember what year you graduated because 2002 is a palindrome which, of course, is a word or number that is the same read backwards or forwards. I'll bet you're surprised I know that word, but I do. So you can suck on it. Make no mistake, Harvard University is one of the finest in the land. And its graduates are that fine as well. You're young men and women whose exuberance exude a confident confidence of a bygone era. I believe it was Shakespeare who said it best when he said, "Look yonder into the darkness for knowledge onto which I say go onto that which thou possess into thy night for thee have come with only a single sword and vanquished thee into darkness." I'm going to be honest with you, I just made that up. But I don't know how to delete it from the computer. Tomorrow's graduation day speaker is former President of Mexico Ernesto Zedillo. Ernie's a good man, a deeply religious man, and one of the original members of the Latino boy band Menudo. So listen up to Ernie. He was at the beginning of the whole boy band explosion. As you set off into the world, don't be afraid to question your leaders. But don't ask too many questions at one time or that are too hard because your leaders get tired and/or cranky. All of you sitting here have the brightest of futures ahead. Many of you will go on to stellar careers and various pursuits. And four of you -- and I'm not at liberty to say which four -- will go on to star in the porno industry. One of the challenges you will be faced with is finding a job in our depressed economy. In fact, the chances of landing a decent job are about as good as finding weapons of mass destruction in the Iraqi desert. Slim and none. And Slim just left the building. In fact, the closest thing I found to looking like a weapon of mass destruction is the turd that Dick Cheney left in the Oval Office toilet about an hour ago. Man, that thing is a WMD if I've ever seen one. On that note, God bless and happy graduation. - ----- You know, I sincerely hope you enjoy this next chapter of your life because it's really going to be great, as long as you pay your taxes. And don't just take a year off because you think Uncle Sam is snoozing at the wheel because he will descend upon you like a hawk from hell. Let's just put it this way. After some past indiscretions with the IRS, my take-home pay last year was $9,000. I figured I'd leave you today with a song, if you will. So, Jeff, if you could come up here. Jeff Heck, everyone. Please welcome one of your fellow graduates. Jeff is, of course, from Eliot House. You know what you guys? You guys at Eliot House, give yourselves a nice round of applause because you had the head lice scare this year, and it shut you down for most of last semester. But you didn't mind the tents they set up for you, and you were just troopers. You really were. Anyway, here's a song that I think really captures the essence of the Harvard experience. It goes a little like this. [SINGING] I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone, All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity. Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind. Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea, All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see. Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind. Okay, you know what? I'm just realizing that this is a terrible graduation song. Once again, I'm sorry. This is the first time I've actually listened to the lyrics. Man, it's a downer. It's bleak. Boy, I want to finish this. Just give me a minute, and let me figure out how to fix this thing. Okay. I think I got it. [SINGING] Now don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the Harvard alumni endowment fund. It adds up, has performed at 22 percent growth over the last six years. Dust in the wind, you're so much more than dust in the wind. Dust in the wind, you're shiny little very smart pieces of dust in the wind. Thank you. Good luck. And have a great day tomorrow.

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Subject: *hiccup* Time: 7:23 pm. Mood: lonely. Music: The Hiccup Serenade (?).

Oh, crap, I've got the hiccups. Oh, funny thing, I was watching Trading Spaces (great show), and Frank and Hildie were designing. Frank's great, he did this "beachy" design in this one family's room, it was really cool, he had fish nets, and they painted the room greenish-blue, it was very relaxing. Hildie did this cool design on the other family's room. They painted the walls red, and then they got this great furniture fabric, and they made this wall...crazy talk. On the other show, this one guy liked the design SO much, he was like "Holy BEEP", it was great, "Holy BEEEP", wowsers! Swearing's fun...of course it's not very nice, or virtuous but then again (hmmm...is that the right word to use? Why not.) *hiccup*, ARGH...this is annoying. Well...ARGH, so, talk to me on MSN some time, oh yes, anyone wanna' go see Johnny English next week? ARGH, piano exam coming up...4:53 (what the h*ll? 53?) p.m. August 15th, at Immanual Christian Reformed Church, 61 Mohawk Rd. W. (or it might be 16, I forget), crazy talk....why can't it be at McMaster? Geezums.

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Subject: Hmph Time: 4:48 pm. Mood: aggravated. Music: 1812 Overture.

Well, well, well...looks like Mrs. Quinn has something against me...just because I missed the Westmount thing, and like 2 practices, she gave me an entirely awful "percentage grade", but fortunately, it doesn't count, cause my average after that fugly grade Quinn gave me was like 85, SHIT..so I asked the office lady, who was surprisingly nice, if it counted, and she's like, "No, your average will be adjusted." So...seriously, RELIEVED. My average is 93 now. Yay! Oh well....next year I'll join orchestra along with my senior band duties...she'll have to hate me....less. *shudder*. Anyways, I watched a few Sandra Bullocks movies yesterday...Saturday..and Friday. There was this TBS Superstation "marathon" or somethin'. I watched "While You Were Sleeping" (I cut off your testicles)...heheheh, just jokin', "Miss Congeniality" (Yay!), and part of "The Net", but I decided that Net movie wasn't worth my watching it. So...I decided not to. The first two were quite good. I'd like to see 2 Weeks Notice too...but my evil parents won't let me...okay I lied, I'm too lazy to download it off the internet or rent it. Downloading it...shhhh, I never said that. Well...on to more fun. Oh look...this girl I dislike's trying to say hi, I think she's peeved about somethin', "hello b*tch, what is up you b**ch! Huh you f**king ugly b**ch?" Anyways...odd, it probably has to do with the time I pretended to be this one girl I dislike, and I happened to "accidentally" type what I heard that girl say about....the other girl. Does that make sense? No, no it probably doesn't. Oh well...my mommy made dumplings, no, no, she made the round things, quite scrumptious really. YUMSIES...Ack...I hate it when people swear at me, just because I said something that was screwed-up kindness. Oh well, pretty sad- this little kid's moving to Montreal...her mom talks to my mom sometimes. Kinda' sad, I was over at her house today. Her best friend, Neil, such a cute kid, was there. She wanted me to read and stuff...wow, feigned illiteracy (is that a word? ...don't care), she was all "affectionate" (synonyms-creepy, girly)...yes. I was talking to her in French, didn't understand a word, she's gonna' be seriously screwed. Poor Grace. Poor Neil too, he's gonna' lose his best friend. Bottom Line: May lord have mercy on Quinn's soul.

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Subject: Finding Nemo Time: 9:18 pm. Mood: bored.

Wow, I saw Finding Nemo yesterday. It was amazingly fabulous. Pixar Animation Studios....wow, we should worship it. Poor Marlon...Nemo ran away, it's got that sorta' angsty father antagonizing son business...quite amazing. Well I won't tell you much since you probably want to see it too...but it was....ohhhhh. That Dory was kinda' funny, "Hey! I remember! P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney!" And those vegetarian sharks..."My name is Bruce," "Hi Bruce" "...and it's been 3 weeks since my last fish meal" Wow...it's like a shark version of Alcoholics Anonymous! Hmmmm.....I like that movie.

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Subject: Foooooooood Time: 9:15 pm. Mood: hungry.

I've been deprived of my basic sweets these days...I'm all alone, and my mommy always threatens to punish me, she thinks I'm "lazy"....oh poor Yin...*cry* I need candy...a kid can't live on ice cream alone!

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Subject: Yay! Time: 8:53 pm. Mood: accomplished. Music: 1812 Overture.

Okay...so I was considering not going to exam take-up day...why? Well, I thought I failed my Geography exam or somethin'...and I stayed up until like 11:30 watching Addams Family Values, or whatever that movie was called...I didn't feel like waking up early in the morning anyways. So, I showed up and found Sonia, Sonia's sister was there, and her and Ania's friend Alex went with us to look at this thing on the "Ticket Wicket." It was this recognition awards list, Sonia got an award for Geography, and Ania got an award for uhhhh...might've been English. Anyways, Sonia was kinda' mad at me, 'cause turns out I got three awards out of four. Yay! I got awards for Science, Business, and Geography. Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet...then we walked up to our lockers... Polly was cleaning out her locker, and I *stole* her "Detector Dog" pin that she got on take-yer-daughter-to-work day, okay, I didn't "steal" it, per se, she said she didn't want it. Sonia wanted it,, now I feel guilty because I wrested it from her cold, hard hands. Okay, I lied, she was alive. Ho, ho, ho, when will the wresting stop. Tra, lala. Anyways Sonia came with me to my Geography room (emotional support), she toddled off to Science to find out her mark. Anyways, I went in, turned out no one was there yet, so I stood there, when everyone showed up, turns out I got 90 on the exam, so my mark was 92, not bad, I will NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR take Geography again. Never...no, no, no, NEVER. Anyhoos, whatever...Yay! Anyways, I went into the gym, and guess what? I got like 8.7/10 for fitness! Yay! ANd I'm the fat one. So I ended up getting 86, which from what I've heard is like the highest mark in the class. A bunch of peoples' marks dropped because of the take-home exam and the fitness program. I close-to failed the fitness program, I did it like 5 minutes before class, I got 68, but the class average was like 58. LOL! So...yay! I didn't get the gym recognition award though...pooey, I could've been the only one with all four...but nooooooooooooo, Lily had to get ONE FRICKIN' MARK above me...*seethes* Oh yes, before that I walked with Ali down to her math class, turns out she did pretty well on her math exam. Yay! Afterwards, Ali and I walked down to her English exam. She did quite well, then we walked to my science class, Mr. Graham. I got like 111/121 on the exam, but it says that I got like 89 on one part...but I don't think I did....really, quite odd. I should've gotten 100 though, ah pooey. Somewhere between that I lost my nectarine *cry*, poor nectarine, I never got to eat it. So, I got 94 in science. Next, Ali and I went to her French class to see her French mark. Her teacher was SWEATING BIG BEADS OF SWEAT...she had this HUGE circle of sweat in her armpits, it was....anyways, she was talking about how exams aren't worth shit, wow, she swore. I laughed. I got 100 in business....lol, didn't take much effort did it? I got 85 in computers in grade 8. Mr. Helt was kinda' weird...Mrs. Spino's freakishly nice though. Yay! I saw Amie there, holy crap, the girl's got a HUGE bruise on her chin. Claims she fainted cause she didn't eat, yea, yea....she weighs as much as a toothpick...so sad. I hope she gets better soon. If I were to faint, I'd make sure I fainted on a soft surface at least. So....yea, that was the end. After that, I walked around with Lily because she was mad. She was all "Why doesn't Mr. Antanitis have a Science award?" Cause she thought she would get it, since she got 97 in science (crazy girl), anyways....yea, she was mad. We couldn't find him, so we walked through Westdale until the awards ceremony at 11. It was....boring. The awards ceremony was kinda' dumb, I got 3 awards, 4 people got 3 awards including me. It was cool...some people got 2 like Maya....Lily got an award for gym, Annie got an award for math, uhhhhh....yea. I can't think of anything else to say right now...

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