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Friday, May 30th, 2003
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| 8:58p |
Whoa...
Well here I am...at blurty.com. My friend Polly does this and she's entirely odd...it's preposterous really, she was making a presentation in business class...and she "accidentally" let it slip that she wasn't a certain age that was required to be on here...isn't that "funny". The teacher was all "Aren't you supposed to be 18, young lady?"...only Polly incriminated herself more as she declared, "...don't check up on that so...yea, just check the box." ARRRRRGH, and I thought she was the smart one. (I'm the "pretty" one.) 'Tis true. Anyways, let me introduce myself. My name is Sommelier Yin...(the sommelier part? I was watching Faking It one day on TLC, and it was SUPER GREAT! Whoaaaaaaaa, so it was all "Whoaaaaaaa, I wanna' be one! Only according to those sexist pigs, most of those are men...) Speaking of men, they seem to be the start of all our problems. MENstruation, MENopause, MENtal illness, pre-MENstrual syndrome (or whatever that particular thing's called). Riiiiiight, anyhoos, today was h*ll, geography, we had to go down and listen to all these fellows' speeches because they were running for student council vice-president (the president won by DEFAULT! I shouldave' ran....), this one girl didn't show up...crazy Gillian, seriously, she's such a ditz. She had to ask what multiple choice was in History class, and she didn't know what drumsticks were...LOL, craaaaaaazy. Then in gym, Sarah was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO *gasp* OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO *gasp* OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BAD at tennis. "BADDER" than usual! She couldn't serve the ball at ALL! I won a game because I could serve the ball into the wittle box, but she couldn't! And she was all b*tchy about it. Geez, in business we had to do this presentation review thing.....I forgot what Max Payne was....I thought it was some suicidal mother who got a sex-change operation...anyhoos...maybe not? Ugh....now she's trying to talk to me...*shudder* AAAAAAAAAAAAAA....Sarah that is. I've taken to calling her Porko el GRande, even though she lacks fat. Geez, all those thin peopel are missing out on the benefits of fat (e.g. insulation!)...heheh, this girl in my geo class has really jiggly arms. LOL...it was Itxel's birthday too...we had an announcement ready, it was, and I quote, "Our little baby's growing up so fast! Happy birthday Itxel! From Porko el Grande and POrkito" only the stupid announcement people read it "Happy birthday Itxel....from your friends" ARRRRRRRRRRRRGH, illiterate bums. | | 9:12p |
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH....HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH
Wow...I think I may need psychiatric attention....AHAHAHAHAHAHA, *snort* maybe not...read on, and comment if you're interested...or just worried about my mental state...the following is my MSN profile. It's great....super great.
A Little About Me
I'm purtyful...and I like wine. Anyhoos, I paid my taxes, so leave me alone! Well, I'm 15, female, widowed. Poor Hounddawg Joe, he was one HOT pepper! ROFL...English class, Sonia & I wrote WESTERRNS! Poor Mr. Green! ...NOT!
Favourite Things
Gee officer, your eyes look glazed...have you been eating donuts? Why are you questioning me with such vehemence? I'm a bit confused...where did this all come from? Is it a crime to be me all of a sudden? Gosh..I had no idea I was so fascinating.
Hobbies and Interests
Ugh, kill me, will ya'? What's this? An IRS investigation? Geez..OH CRAP! Naw, I paid my taxes, why are you coming after me? Or is it the CIA? Oh, well you ain't gettin' nothin' outta' me. I ain't crazy...no-diddly-o...diddly, hehehe, fun tmesis.
Favourite Quote
Uh huh, there you go again, if you ain't the CIA, or the IRS, what are you? The FBI? I doubt you'd come after little ole me! Okay, maybe you would. Why though? Ugh...is it a crime to be beautiful? Geez...rumour is I have an *uterus*. =P | | 9:21p |
I'm atrociously bored...*snore*
Whoa...I'm bored.....I've got nothing else to do...aside from finishing two major geography projects, studying for my science test....that's on...some day in the near future...anyways, I'm reminded of an interesting convo I had with Sarah and her friend Nikki the other day...
"Yin: Hmmmmm.....I think I'll start calling you Porko...Porko el Grande.
Nikki: LOL
Yin: Well....you have to admit you've been getting a bit chunky.
Sarah: What the h*ll?!
Yin: *Pokes Sarah's belly, gets sucked in by fat.* HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS HELP ME NIKKI, HELP!
Nikki: *Reaches in to help Yin, GETS SUCKED IN TOO!*
Sarah: HEY!!!!!"
....Or somethin' like that....LOL...*wipes tear* that's fuuuuuuunny!
Hehehe, business class was pointless. Mrs. Spino was all "If you talk to anyone you won't get your mark! I'll give you zero!" Only Polly and I were sorta' giving eachother looks and consorting with eachother on MSN...heheh, the conversation went a bit like this....
Polly: Hmmmmm...I can't remember the name of that girl that sits beside Rose!
Yin: Amanda, Amanda's her name
Polly: Right....hmmmmm.....
Yin: Right, you have such good memory Polly, of courrrrrse you don't have juvenile Alzheimers!
Polly: Uh huh...well you are so much smarter than me and I would be honoured to have some of your smarts, you are so much prettier than me, and if I could, I would trade you immune systems.
Yin: Good, now kneel before me.
Polly: Oh, yes, Yin the Magnificent!
Okay fine, I lied, I made up everything but the first two lines. *Glare* A girl can dream. | | 10:17p |
Mr. Crapsi
Hmmmmm....here comes a series of complaints about that b*stard....he's my geography teacher. He's a sardonic....CRUEL little b*tch. Fortunately...he hasn't been here for 2 days straight. Only, it's almost June, and he's totally being cruel. I mean, he gave us two MAJOR projects....due MONDAY! Zareen was talking about how her sister got knocked up...then apparently her dad doesn't know, I don't think Mr. Malik's going to like the fact that everybody knows...and he doesn't. I mean, his own daughter is spreading it to all her friends at Westdale, while he, the old sap, doesn't know anything about his impending Grandfather-hood. Anyways, I'd understand why she wouldn't want to tell him. Pregnant women just advertise...SEX. Seriously.....anyways my theory is Mr. Crapsi got pregnant so he moved to New Jersey until he can have his baby, of course he'd have to have a C-Section...wouldn't be surprised if he was a hermaphrodite though...he could have a vagina too, so he wouldn't have to be married. That guy marks so damn hard....."No wonder he's divorced, she just didn't meet expectations!" -Me in my own witty way on Thursday. *snore* :)
Current Mood: Sardonic
Current Music: Tchaikovsky's Serenade for String Orchestra in C, II: Waltze | | 10:42p |
Hmmmmmm.....I just downloaded a client onto my computer, I don't know if it works, I'll check again later. Uhhhh..CAN YOOOOOOOUUU HEAAAAR ME? THIIIIIIS ISSSSSSSS SOMMELIER YIN! ......OKAY! CAN YOU HEAR ME? SAY SOMETHING IF YOU CAN....no? Maybe not...this is supposed to be easier than using a normal internet program. |
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