Read and reply.
Oh geeze I had something I was gonna write in her and then I COMPLETELY forgot.
wait, it'll come to me.
OH THERE IT IS.
I got the shit beaten out of me in gym today. No, I didn't piss anyone off. I just happened to be the goalie for the European Handball game. And this overly-enthusiastic-jock-type kid was on the offensive team.
In short, I fucked up my shoulder blocking the stupid thing. The times when I actually TRIED. It was kind of a "I know I should try to block the hit but it is going to hurt like holy hell if I do" kind of situations. Actually, that sums it up. That and the kid is a total asshole. Not just for causing my entire arm to swell up, but because of his ATTITUDE. He'd get in my face, fake me out about 7 times until I'm visibly pissed off, make liked he's gonna shoot and then fake again/pass to the guy waiting conveniently behind me. Then we start with the baby noises.
"Oh, oh, where is gonna go? WHERE IT GONNA GO? OHWHERE'SITGONNAGOABABAHASHAHAAAA?"
Swear to god. THIIIIIIIIIS CLOSE to kicking him in the rocks. I'm not even kidding. What a fucking loser. It's European Handball, calm the fuck down.
Sorry, I'm just pissed off about it. The kicker is that he's so 'nice' out of class/around the hot chicks in school, then next thing you know he's laughing while you collapse to the ground clutching your shoulder while pain sears through your upper torso. What a jackass. I have bruises now.
Anyhow, I won't dwell on it. He's not deserving of my attention. xD
Uh, what else? Oh yeah. I joined the basketball team. Practice starts soon....ish. When we actually get a coach. x)
Sorry. This might turn out to be a super-long emotional gushing entry. But first I have to get the whole 'Guess what I did today' thing out of the way.
SO, there was supposed to be a school dance tonight but the band's van (I know. We got a BAND. Usually they just play music videos on a projector screen and put up a few strobe lights. We live in the ''hood' part of town, according to my English teacher. xD) broke down in Vancouver so... no dance tonight. Next week. So instead of getting ready tonight I went to AR's house with CZ. We jammed out on Guitar Hero and American Idol. I suck at both. ;D
Aaaaaaaand then I came home at seven and completely forgot I had to do my paper route that day (quitting before Christmas, by the way. I'm putting in my two-weeks notice tomorrow). So I had to do it in complete darkness. Good times.
OKAY TIME FOR SOME GUSHING. I give you permission to skip this section.
I think... (Oh, geeze, the whole reason I'm on here is for this shocking revelation and I don't even know where to start) I like CC? o.o Oh, big surprise, right. Well in my mind anyhow. I don't think I talk too much about crushes in this journal, do I? Hope not. Anywho.
It's stunning to ME anyhow, because just a little while ago I was ranting about how I just wanted to be FRIENDS with a guy for a change. Well, no luck with CC, I guess.
I dunno, the teacher put us into study groups for Math today and deep down I threw a tantrum when I wasn't in his group. And so there, calculator in one hand and review sheet in the other, I realized the inevitable: I have a crush on my best guy-friend.
Bad (good?) times.
THIS IS NOT GOING TO GO OVER WELL. I can tell. Most of my other friends don't like him. Exact same situation with JM last year. Except less intense because I wasn't REALLY good friends with JM. I'm not with CC either, but we're still kinda-sorta-close-ish in a platonic way, if you know what I mean. I know what I mean. xD
Why do I do this to myself? Like, holy shit. Last year, when everyone thought I liked JL (o.O) I was almost GLAD because, if I may paraphrase myself, "I'd rather people think I like JL than know I like JM." This year I've no one to 'fall back on'.
I'm so inexperienced with this type of shit it's amusing. I should've been like every other good little girl and whored myself out at eight. xD Or maybe not.
I dunno. Just needed to get that off my chest.
MUSIC WISE, I have rekindled my love for CCR. Oh gosh, Fogerty's voice is lovely. <3 Born On The Bayou is a good song in particular because of, well, the voice, and the actual MUSIC too. I'm also into another band for some reason, Dragon Force. I found them accidently in Windows Media Player and now I'm a fan. xD The singing is pretty generic, but you gotta dig the electric guitar. Anyhow.
ALSO, I really really really REALLY like the song Naveed by Our Lady Peace. Thought I'd share that. Enjoy.
AND you know what? I'm not gonna re-read this post. Shut up, it's a big deal for me. I'mma just post it. No revising. One, two, three, post.
So I just got out of the Emergency Room.
Yeah, not as exciting as it sounds. Nobody wheeling past on a stretcher bleeding waterfalls screaming for their mothers or anything. It was just me, a few nurses, and my tenant, D.
ALLOW ME TO EXPLAIN.
I came home today feeling EXTREMELY sick, my head hurt like a bullet wound and I was seeing shit. Really. So D took me to a walk in clinic where the doctor ordered blood tests in the ER.
So I got there, got to sit in this funky recliner chair and had a needle stuck through my arm and blood samples taken. It's intense to see blood squirting into the vials with every heartbeat. And the nurse let me hold the vials in my hands afterward. They were so warm. xD Wacky.
After that I got assigned a bed in the back area to answer a couple questions while we waited for the blood and urine tests to come back. The doctor said I probably have chronic migraines. Well no shit. And then he let me nap for half an hour in the bed with a blanket and even better HE LET ME KEEP MY PATIENT BRACELETS. <3 When I got that bit of wood stuck in my eye two years ago they made me take them off, but this time I got to keep them. And I got Mickey Mouse stickers. xD
So now I'm on ibuprofen four times a day. Good times.
I'm really tired and whatnot, so I'mma go to bed now. Even though it's only ten.
http://www.songmeanings.net/artist/view/songs/137438986693/
ERIC BENSON HAS BEEN ADDED.
Now I can add all his lyrics. xD Muahahaaha.
Another one for the fears list:
Loud noises. Surprise Surprise.
Aaaaaand want to know something creepy? Yeah? My dad is absolutley in love with the show Paris Hilton: My new BFF. Yeeeaaah.
I can't watch that show. Mainly because, well, the concept of it is stupid, but also because on her Thanksgiving special there was a pitcher of gravy on the table. Like a pitcher you put juice in. Yeah. A PITCHER OF GRAVY.
What is the world coming to when you feel the need to have A PITCHER OF GRAVY at Thanksgiving?
"Hey honey, how much gravy are we gonna need?"
"Oh don't worry about it, just make a PITCHER and we'll give what's left over to the cats!"
Gosh. Next she'll have a cauldron of mushroom soup. I like mushroom soup, actually. Mmm.
Great, now I'm hungry.
Ever have two songs stuck in your head at the same time? And they just kind of sync over top of each other? Well, right now I'm going with FOUR.
Just Dance (Lady Gaga), Womanizer (Britney Spears), Bad Girlfriend (Theory of a Deadman) and Clumsy (Our Lady Peace). It's a terrible mixture, like Buckley's, except even though it sounds (tastes?) awful it doesn't work AT ALL.
I'm pretty much just talking about random shit right about now. I haven't had a REALLY long Journal post for a while and now I feel the need to kind of... make up for it, I guess. I'm such a loser, I know.
It's a cloudy and shitty day outside today, as usual. Gosh I hate it here sometimes. The weather sucks. I think I already mentioned that, though. And it always rains on days when I have to do my paper route. I think I'm gonna quit, put together a resume and get a REAL job, dammit. My sister thinks she can hook me up with a job at the Chinese Food place, so... you know.
I have a friend who works at McDonalds, but who wants to work there? Sure, it looks FANtastic on a resume, but still... I have like, three letters of reference and two past jobs already, so I'm pretty much set for a while... 'till highschool, at least. I only want a job for the money. Who doesn't like money? ;D
I have a complaint on biology.
Did you know, the toe just before your smallest, has no scientific name that I'm aware of, and is simply reffered to as the 'fourth toe'?
What is the point of it being there? You can't move it independantly and it just kinda... sits there.
It's like... the mystery toe. Like the appendix. The mystery organ.
...
Also, I develop feelings for people too easy. How can I tell? Saw CC talking to another girl in my class for all of math... not sure if he was tutoring or just chatting, but I felt kind of... I dunno, jealous? Weird. I'm pretty sure I don't like him like that, but still. Maybe I'm just crazy. Cough cough.
ALSO, I started parting my hair on the left side of my face now. I know, "OH MOWTHWAUSH, YOUS A CRAY-ZAY GIRL", right? xD
The comprehensive list.
Toothpick Forests
Toothpicks themselves (that guy got KILLED with one in Atlantis! Yeah, it's a cartoon, but DAMN)
Strobe lights
Pneumatic messaging-systems in cars, buildings, etc.
Shutter blinds (especially when someone leaves their's partially open, with a lamp on behind it or something; it looks like a face and that scares me as the title might suggest)
Unmarked bottles under the kitchen sink (Raspberry Fanta or Windex? Your call.)
Automatic lights
Those motion detector things designed to squirt water at deer
Broken bottles
Broken plates
Electrocution by using the 'razor only' plug for a hair dryer
Dying from graphite poisoning (or, in layman's terms, 'stabbed to death with a pencil')
Falling down stairs... again.
The idea that perhaps everyone else on the bus can hear what I'm thinking
Wrappers in lakes
Plastic bags in lakes
Large, dead trees in lakes
Staplers
Staples
Mechanical pencil lead
Large, open windows
Reflective street/highway signs
the circle game... you know the one.
More when I think of them. OH GOSH I KNOW, TRY TO CONTAIN YOURSELVES.
And, my bad, Coeur D'Alene has been featured in at least eight songs. Now I need another small town to pick on.
Seriously, picture it. The maimed version of Santa Monica by Theory of a Deadman:
I remember the day when ya left for Coeur D'Aleeeene
And I asked myself
"Where exactly is that place?"
And you just shook your head and say
"Well it's about 30 miles east of Spokaaaane."
SHUT UP, IT WORKS IN MY MIND. If you adjust the rhyming scheme, and the rythym, and everything else... it does, dammit. D:
(And I'll say it Spo-KAIN if I damn well want to. There's an E on the end, that A is getting pronounced. Take the E away it it pisses you off so much. xD)
This was supposed to be a lot longer but somehow I've lost the will to keep typing. Again. xD
Gawd I hate my father some days.
Woke up this morning at ten to six to the LOVELY sound of his alarm clock. Being extremely loud.
KISS: IIIIIII WANNA ROCK AND ROLL ALL NIIIIIGHT AND PARTYEVERYDAY
Me: .....I think I just popped an ear drum.
There's still a good twenty minutes before I actually have to get up, so I figure, hey, I can man this one out and sleep through it. Well, soon enough..
Collective Soul: YEAH HOLLYWOOD. YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ONE MAN SHOULD.
Me: OH LAWDY It is time for me to take the law into my own hands.
So, using my iPod as a flash light I snuck into my dad's bedroom and shut off the alarm. He then wakes up.
Dad: What are you doing?
Me: Turning off the alarm. It has been on for like, twenty minutes.
Dad: Uhhhhh it's six ten, so ten minutes.
Me: Well, NO, SIR, it has not.
Dad: I was LISTENING TO THAT.
Me: You were SNORING.
Dad: O rly.
Me: YA, RLY
Dad: No wai.
Me: YA WAI.
Or some other sort of banter similar to the effect. Anyhow, if he WAS awake *sarcastic snickering here* you'd think he'd turn the damn thing down. If the dead wake and walk the earth today you'll know why.
Stayed home sick today. Fascinating, I know.
My dad almost got me to go to school anyhow. After I took some Contact C's and they didn't help my headache he told me to go get a shower (while he quickly got dressed and left before I could ask to stay home). What he didn't count on was my almost passing out from standing too long and then proceeding to throw up.
And I get out of the shower, shaking and coughing up half digested food, he tries to rush out the door on me. Yeah, well, you're not fast enough. There will be no miserable third blocks today, monsieur.
My mind kind of... hurts. Like, if I think about too many things for too long my head might explode. I just really, really don't want to do... anything. I'm not sad or depressed, just... unmotivated. I'd sleep some more but I'm not tired enough.
I have a cut on my stomach and no clue as to how it got there.
Yeah, I spilled hot coffee on the inside of my leg and then some, if you catch my drift. It hurts to sit. Bad.
I don't think I'm seriously burned, but it still kinda stings. I'm a real dumbass, I know.
I have a splitting headache and I don't want to clean my room.
Interesting thing happened today.
So, I'm eating lunch in the stairwell with my friends (yes, I have friends) just MINDING MY BUSINESS, and who should come along but DS and CC? WELL, seeing that I have a tiny packet of Rockets in my lap, CC holds me against the wall by my shoulders and DS practically DIVES for the candy while shocked onlookers... look on.
Me: RAPE! RAAAAAAPE!
CC: *seizing the Rockets, psuhing me to the side and running off* DS! TAKE IT, RUN!
So while recoveringfrom this traumatic experience, CC came a waltizing by again.
CC: So, enjoy your Rockets-OHHH, THAT'S RIGHT, I JACKED THEM.
Me: *kicks*
CC: *keels over*
And then CZ and I were walking to our lockers and since CC's is right next to hers, I kicked him again.
CC: WHY DO YOU KEEP KICKING ME, DS WAS THE ONE WHO STOLE THEM.
Me: BECAUSE I WANTED TO WAIT UNTIL MARRIAGE YOU BASTARD. D:
Yeah. Good times.
I almost threw up in Spanish! :D Thought I'd share that.
OH MY SWEET GRAVY I GOT AN iPOD.
It's green and 4GB and AWESOME. <3333 One of the ones you shake to shuffle the songs. It's intense. I love it.
I got it for having good grades: A in English, Socials, Science, Mathematics, Spanish, Ceramics, and B's in Woodwork and Phys. Ed. WOOT.
There are still a lot of songs/videos I need to put on it, but ya'know, it's still freakishly intense.
NOW I'M NOT A LOSER. :DDDD
THERE ARE JOURNAL TYPES HERE AND I DID NOT KNOW THAT.
Just experimentin'.
Ever catch someone staring at you? It's creepy, isn't it? But kind of... interesting at the same time.
Happened to me twice today.
I'm in Spanish, doodling on some paper, when I get that instinctive feeling of being focused on. So I look up briefly and who should I see but CC starin' straight at me. As soon as I realized it was him I looked away quickly being creeped out by the whole ordeal, from the corner of my eye I could see him quickly looking down at his desk. Awwwwkwaaaard.
And then in English class, mostly the same situation.
I'm remembering my dream from last year, now. xD It seems to be contagious, at my birthday KR2 told me that she once dreamed that he kissed her. I'm like "AWWWW WHAAAAT"
But really? I dunno. I wish he wouldn't do this to me, I mean, if he does like me. C'mon, CC, you're my best guy friend. Homie don't play that! D: I DREW THE LINE LAST YEAR, I DREW IT REALLY WIDE AND TEN FEET LONG.
SPEAKING of teenage drama, I haven't talked to JM in like, two months. AND GIRLFRIEND I AM SO OVAH HIM. )))))): Kidding. But really. We'll do the occasional staredown in the hallway, but whatever, I don't care if I never talk to him again. LIFE GOES ON. xD
On topic, again. I am so inexperienced with this romance shit. I make better friends than I do crushes, to be honest. I would love nothing better to just be FRIENDS with a guy, you know. JUST PALS, K? xD We'll be tight 'till the end in a non sexual/romantic way. If you catch my drift.
What place would you visit if money were no object?
I've actually always wanted to go to Russia. But my mom won't let me if and when we go to Europe because apparently all any Russian man wants to do is rape every pretty North American tourist in sight, and I try to think a bit higher of other cultures than that. o.O Same with the 'all preteen boys think about and want to do is sex you up' myth. I'd like to think they're a bit more dimensional then that?
What one person could you meet in the world – alive or dead?
Joseph Merrick. It'd be so interesting to speak to him about his life.
If you could go back to a certain year in time, what year would you choose?
1999. I was five when the whole Y2K thing went down, so I'd take a video camera with me and show my crazed relatives to themselves at social occasions. 8D
Or 1812, so I could tape the Canadians burning the White House because DAMMIT WE DID WIN THAT WAR.
What immorality do you think is overrated?
I don't understand the question, so I guess that one.
Worst habit?
I bite my nails. And I love the taste of that bitter stuff... >.>
One thing you could change about yourself?
Can't really think of anything.
Best memory from childhood?
Going to see Finding Nemo with my mum in Victoria. I was bored shitless at her work and then she's all "HEY LET'S GO SEE A MOVIE :D" and it just made my day.
It's the last day on earth, what do you do?
Not... sure. Haven't quite thought about it, because the only extremely likely apocalypse to happen is a nuclear one, and because there are so many air/navel bases in my area I'd be evaporated in a sneak attack. Actually, I have thought about it a bit. xD
Death Penalty? For or against?
Against.
Guilty pleasure food?
Popcorn. Mmmmm.
If you could have any job, what would it be?
Architect! Woot.
Do you believe in heaven and hell?
No.
A & W or Barqs?
WHY ARE YOU MAKING THIS HARD, THEY'RE BOTH SO GOOD....
Fuckit, A&W. IT'S JUST SO CREAMY.
Weirdest thing ever eaten?
Guinea pig. :x Tastes like the dark meat of turkey. Except extremely crispy.
What was your curfew growing up?
I was such a loser that I never went out. But I grew up in Esquimalt, so I had to be back in the house by 3PM.
Do you think your parents were too strict growing up?
In some ways, yeah.
How many friends do you have that you talk to at least once a year?
I'll go in reverse and answer as to how many friends I HAVEN'T talked to in a year: JT, MW,
AE, LC, RM, EN, RB.
Name your 5 movies your bring on an island with you:
Treasure Planet, 28 Weeks Later, Eagle vs. Shark, Shaun of the Dead, Trainspotting.
Worst fashion in your closet?
This velvet blouse-y thing. Can't believe I used to wear that.
Best feeling?
Um, not a shitty one? :x
How many languages do you speak?
I can speak French and a bit of Spanish. Learning Russian, as well.
What's your family like?
My mom's family doesn't talk to us for some reason. My grandmother is adopted, and her adoptive family is awesome, but the biological side really hates... my grandmother. My dad's side of the family is so spread out, but they're all pretty cool.
Do you read much?
Oh yeah.
What was the last compliment you received?
Uh, from Seewa. xD
Are you rude?
Well, I do like to screw with people's words, if you know what I mean. ;D
Do you hold grudges?
Not really.
Do you smile a lot?
I laugh and grin at alot of things.
Do you cry a lot?
Only if something is REALLY bad. And it has been lately, but I haven't REALLY cried since Cookie Monster died.
What is one thing that annoys you?
PEOPLE WHO REALLY NEED TO CALM THE FUCK DOWN. It's like "Holy shit dude, take a breather why don't you.."
What is one quality that you really appreciate in a person?
Humour and the ability to take a friggin' joke and hell, retaliate if you want. And having the ability to do the above.
Who is your oldest friend?
NO, known her since Grade Four.
How long have you known them?
I answered my own question. xD
Do you like to Kiss?
Why is kiss capitalized, first off, second the most intense I've gotten into that was a kiss on the cheek from a boy I was babysitting. He then asked me to marry him and I declined. xD GL snuck one on me once but I don't really mind because he's a sweet kid. <3 But that's all besides the point, basically what I'm saying is I'm not really experienced in that area, so...
Are you a good Kisser?
See above.
Do you sleep naked?
Only when it's like, insanely hot. But I try not to anymore because my dad seems to feel obligated to wake me up ten minutes before the alarm goes off, or while I'm sitting up to turn it off. Yeah.
What do you wear to bed?
Pajamas; a night gown.
Whats your wallpaper on your cellphone?
Non-existant.
Favorite alcoholic drink?
Paralyzers.
Favorite flower?
Daisies.
If you could buy 5 of the things on your wishlist,what would they be?
Pokemon Platinum (lawl)
One of those new iPods
A Wii. xD
An XBox
A New HM: MM game. xD
An object you can't live without:
A house?
Whats your favourite literary character?
Like, fictional character. Erm, Gabriel Corrigan from the Fourth Realm Series.
Whats your favorite food?
Poutine. For those outside Canada, it's French Fries topped with gravy and cheese. Mmmm...
What is your favorite restaurant & where is it?
This Japanese place in Victoria.
Whats your favorite class in school?
Science. /nerd
Whos your favorite sports player?
Don't watch that much. xD
What's your favorite commercial?
The Molson Canadian one about Canadian 'mannerisms'. xD
What's your favorite store?
THE ONE DOWNTOWN WITH ALL THE YARN IN IT. :DDDDD
What name brand do you wear the most?
The one that makes things.
What's the most expensive thing you own?
My computer could probably fetch a couple hundred.
How many handbags do you own?
None.
How many pairs of shoes do you own?
Two. A pair of runners and some shoes I have to wear to cadets on occasion.
What shoes did you wear today?
The runners.
Your first crush?
My friend Eric in Grades One Two and Three. We were like best friends, we used to trade Yu-Gi-Oh cards. xD
Are you a member of the mile high club?
I'm a member of the fourteen year old virgins club. And I plan to keep it that way for a while kthnx.
Could you live without sex?
Virgin Mobile is my service provider.
Would you pretend to be someone's bf/gf?
Depends on the why's and WHY DID THEY PICK ME? xD
Did you ever tell someone you loved them and didn't really mean it?
I don't think so, no.
What’s the longest you’ve ever been single?
Fifteen Years.
What has been the longest that you went with out sex?
Fifteen Years, stopped getting it after I lost my last boyfriend... ): xD
Age you lost your virginity?
WHY DO YOU CARE.
How long was your longest relationship?
.....
Do you still talk to the person you had your first kiss with?
Haven't had a mouth to mouth kiss.
Do you stay friends with your ex's?
This is getting quite personal dear.
What are 3 of the first things you notice about the opposite sex:?
Hair, Eyes, Weight.
Do you read the newspaper?
I deliver it.
Do you think tattoos are cool?
Depending on the design and were it is. If you get one for the hell of it n like, your shoulder or your ass cheek, then no, you're not cool.
Do you like being on time?
Better late than never. ;D
Do you collect anything?hair
What is the greatest amount of alcohol you've had in one sitting/outing/ev
Two paralyzers, three Budweisers. xD Was camping with my dad.
Would you try to take over the world?
Same thing I do everyday, Pinky.
How is the single life for you?
FANtastic.
Who’s the last person you stayed up late talking to on the phone?
I'm not really a phone person. 10PM.
The last place you went to on a plane?
LA.
Do you cry at weddings?
No.
Are you nice to everyone no matter what their age, race or gender?
Uh, yeah. I'm in no position to judge.
Do you go hunting (deer, duck, etc.)?
No.
Do you know the lyrics to more than 50 songs?
Yeah. xD /loser
Are you too shy to ask someone out?
Oh hell yeah.
How many pillows do you sleep with?
Four. xD
How many times have you been dumped?
Zero.
How many times have you dumped someone?
Zero!
What country in the entire world would you most like to visit?
NEW ZEALAND.
What did the last text message you received say?
"I didn't know I had a phone!"
Do you own an iPod?
No. *sobs*
When did you last attend a party?
Whiiiiile ago.
When is the next one?
That I *may* be going to? Next week.
Do you have ADD?
No.
Can you sing the National Anthem all the way through?
Um, yeah. And the French one too, which is more of an accomplishment then you'd expect. Typically they'll throw the French lyrics up on the projector and throw everyone off just for the hell of it, they're all 'True, patriot love- uhh, auuu aaaa eeerrr aaa crwaaaaaaa?' xD
What is the last movie you saw?
Quantum of Solace. <3333
How many times are your ears pierced?:
Three.
Would you kill someone if you had to?
If someone's safety mattered, then...
Who's the one person you call when life just sucks that day?
No one. None of my friends seem to give a shit about my life, so I don't even bother with it.
What the most romantic night you've ever had?
UM. With a guy? WELL, when I was living with EG and GL for a bit their mother left us a note to clean up the house, so we all tidied up while singing Killer Queen. Good times.
Do you return calls when you say you will?
Depends on who's calling. xD
Do you take advice when it's given?
If it's GOOD advice.
Do you have anything on your mind right now?
Not *on* it. xD
If you could be doing anything right now what would it be?
Sleeping.
Good gravy it is early. But HAH, I did it! 8D YOU SAID I COULDN'T DO IT AND I DID!
You = my dad, by the way. Yeah, I'm only a tad crazy, eh? But maybe later they'll put me on medication for that. Good times.
And good god I've been complimented. Now you KNOW I'm gonna start to try too hard and the journal will start to suck. But like I ever really tried in the first place. xD
Should go so if my tea is ready, however, I am far too comfortable to leave my chair. That and my dad DIDN'T forget to close the sliding glass door last night so it's nice and toasty warm in my house. <3 Yeah, uh, dad? Canada + Novemeber + My Location + Suckly Weather + Shitty Immune Systems = BAD IDEA.
Seriously thought, the weather here does suck. It's either windy enough to blow, snowing, hailing, POURING RAINING warmer than holy hell or a... combination of the five. Somehow. But it is typhoon season so it could just be that... But only two typhoons this year so what gives.
And, OH, the irony. You look across the strait to see the justly called 'Sunshine Coast' where, SWEAR TO GOD, they have the EXACT REVERSE OF WHATEVER WE HAVE, IN A POSITIVE WAY. It'll be raining buckets here and over in... the town on the other side of the strait it'll be just sunshine and lollipops and pecan pie. Those bastards.
Also, there's this really whiney girl in my P.E. class (same one who thought I liked Fergie) who moved here from Toronto, and she's all "Ew ew ew, it's too cold and wet to go outsiiiide. D:" when it's MISTING, and I just laugh and say something to the affect of "Oh DARLIN', just you wait 'till May! ;D"
Silly Toronto kids, you guys and your acceptable weather. You're so cute. xD
"...my keyboard is doing that really stupid thing where you delete a space between words and it deletes part of one word as well, and deletes letters as you type, too.."
Don't worry, I hate that too. Just press Insert on your keyboard to get rid of it.
You'll thank me if/when you read this. :P
- Seewa
THERE'S AN INSERT KEY ON MY KEYBOARD?
GOOD GOD.
Shut up, I didn't see that before. This was in the stone age when there was no PM system, so, yeah.
I have been officially reffered to a psychiatrist.
It wasn't so bad, I guess.
Is there an article out there on how to calm the fuck down?
I'm just about to read a consultation from a family doctor as to if I have a mental illness/delusional disorder or not. And I really, really, really don't want to. I know I should because it would probably make life for me a lot better, but fuck, what if I do?
I need to calm down before I'm reading ANYTHING, that's for sure. Deep breaths, go to a calm place... none of it seems to work right now.
Fuuuuuuck I'm scared... even if it's a yes I still need to go see a psychiatrist for a verification, but holy shit man, I couldn't have detailed my explination any more then I did....
I think this entry just verifies the fact that I'm fucking insane, but... that's negative thinking, and we all know how much that doesn't help anyone.
I'll watch something funny for a bit, have some tea maybe... then I'll go read it.
Wish me luck?
I just burned myself!
"But how, Mowthwaush? How could you do such a painful thing to your body? D:"
Silly you, by being stupid, as usual.
Yeah, it's swelling up right now. By it I mean my hand. My left one. The terror.
Owwwww.
So, anyhow, there is no way in God's green checkered cardigan that I am going to make 50k for the Novel contest thinger, so my goal is 40k. Which is still somewhat impressive. My incentive: If I don't make 40k, I don't get to have an iPod for Christmas. And I have control over this because my dad ALWAYS gives money for Christmas. Usually like, 200 dollars. Which is a shitload of cash for someone like me. And every year I buy the one thing I've been absolutely DYING for and hoard the rest away to spend on frivulous random things like gum and maybe a shirt and whatever I need replaced. Which is most of my stuff, but that's beside the point.
Actually, this year I may be set for my gum supply. I got a huge tub of Double Bubble from my grandmother. And I still have like, half of it left, so... yay.
We're out of bandaids, which makes me a sad panda.
I keep hearing a clicking noise, CC was making it in English today. Clicking a pen next to my ear. Annyoing as holy fuck.
We made a video of paint drying.
...
I've lost the will to do anything. Don't know why.
I'm going to tell you the story of my coffee mug (technically a cup, but mug sounds cooler). My industrial sized coffee mug, as I call it.
I made it in ceramics class a while ago (a month) for the sole purpose of supplying me my caffeine sustanance on the weekends. Now it's getting accustomed to being used every day, hence many caffeine rushes on my part.
The glaze I put on it looked pink but it came out blue. Who would've thunk it.
Since I made this mug, I decided to make another for my dear mother, however, none of said second children have turned out nearly as nice.
I really should have put a handle on the silly thing, but I didn't and now I have to use oven mitts to carry it around. My bad.
It's really filthy inside from having held so much tea and coffee over the past month. Everytime I look into it I think I really should clean you, but of course procastination gets the best of me and I find myself sipping yet another cup of tea and not washing the mug. One day I will, swear to god.
The end.
Hmm. The remote control in my house is always in such random places - the mantle, under a cushion (maybe not so random), in a drawer, on the banister, in the bathroom... don't ask me how it get's THERE but, you know.
Having trouble sleeping, can't you tell? >.<
Round and round it goes, every day's the one before
Ummm. Hm. I felt like working on the novel earlier but now I'm not so sure. I've gotten to 10k words today so I feel accomplished. No need to be an over acheiver, Mowthwaush. :p
I'll go play Tetris or something. xD
EPIC PHONE CONVERSATIONS V. 9.8
"Hello?"
"Hey sexy."
"...who's this?"
"[name]."
"..."
"This isn't N, is it."
"Uh, no."
"Is she in?"
"No."
"Sorry about that..."
"Do you consider it perfectly normal to say 'Hey Sexy' to someone on the phone if you aren't entirely sure of who they are? Do you do that everyone or am I just special?"
"You sounded like her."
"Well maybe you should have confirmed it was actually her, eh?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Well, you guess. Keep it in mind and have a nice day."
"Hello?"
"Hey man, how are you?"
"Uh... good?"
"What's up?"
"Who's this?"
"Mike."
"I think you have the wrong number."
"This isn't Nelson's house?"
"Um... no."
"Oh. Sorry."
"Hello?"
*silence*
"For God's sake, I know you like hearing the sound of my voice but really, you're calling from Ontario and it's driving up my phone bill so bad, you've phoned my house eight times this week, so if you want to listen to my sweet vocals while you touch yourself just say so and I'll send you a tape, 'kay?"
For this novel writing thingy I'm doing. NaNoWriMo to be more specific. I'm sure you haven't heard of it. :p
It's a bit late to sign up now if you think you're interested, but have at 'er if you're insane (I am WAAAAAAY behind for the record, you're supposed to be at 25k by now)
www.nanowrimo.org
Speaking of that, I was talking to CZ about it and she's all "Oh, you can just have one of my novels, I've written like seven," and I'm like "SEVEN 50,000 word 172 page novels, really?" and she's like "YEAH!"
O RLY?
But, I won't bore you with how much I really hate it when she does that.
Instead I will tell you a funny story about Our Lady Peace and Cobra Starship.
So this girl in P.E. who I am kinda/sorta/not really friends with is like "What's your favorite song?" and I said "Well, it's a close tie between Hollaback Boy by Cobra Starship and Clumsy by Our Lady Peace, for the moment." And she says "Sorry, what?" So I repeat it. And then she's like "OHHH, thought you meant Hollaback Girl by Gwen Stefani and Clumsy by Fergie," and I'm like "EWEWEWEWEWNOOOO. D:"
Yeah. That's what happened.
God I feel like shit. Mentally and physically. What else isn't new, eh? I always feel terrible. I'm always fucking sick and it pisses me right the fuck off. Why do I get stuck with the shitty-ass immune system? I'm always in and out of the doctor's office on all sorts of drugs thinking there's something horribly wrong with my body, then I realize that my family doctor is just a fucking drug pusher and now I don't really know what.
My mind hurts, my chest hurts, my heart hurts... everything hurts. All the fucking time.
This is so stupid, usually I'm bitching at people like this for whining so much. But.. god. If being a hypocrite means I get to vent then so be it. I just want to get better and be healthy for once in a fucking while.
You know my mom used to refuse to take me to the doctor? On two occasions I convinced her, first time it turns out I had a drone cold (continuously catching the illness after recovery, I had it for three months), the other, both of my feet were broken in multiple places.
I'm not saying any of this is her fault... As if having shit for health I just had to have the fucked up family mentality to go with it. My mom's a good mother and all, she's just really... sick. In her mind, if you know what I mean. I don't want to flat out say she's got a mental illness, but I just kind of did there and god what the hell am I even talking about anymore?
I wanna go sleep some more, but I have homework. Fucking trig, who the hell CARES what the perimeter of two similar triangles are? Who thought this shit up? At which point will this affect my life? Jesus fucking christ I hate my math class.
I hate pretending that I love it, though. I hate pretending that everything is just peaches and fucking cream while inside I wanna punch someone in the throat, and I know that can't be healthy at ALL but still.
That's a really long rant up there so I'll cut it out now and leave you with a song.
Just to Feel Better by Santana Ft. Steven Tyler
She said I feel stranded
And I can't tell anymore
If we coming or I'm going
It's not how I planned it
I've got the key to the door
But it just won't open
And I know I know I know
Part of me says let it go
That life happens for a reason
I don't I don't I don't
It goes I never went before
But this time this time
I'm gonna try anything that just feel better
Tell me what to do
You know I can't see through the haze around me
And I do anything that just feel better
And I can't find my way
Girl I need a change
And I do anything that just feel better
Any little thing that just feel better
She said I need you to hold me
I'm a little far from the shore
And I'm afraid of sinking
You're the only one knows me
And who doesn't ignore
That my soul is weeping
I know I know I know
Part of me says let it go
Everything must have it seasons
Round and round it goes
And every day's a one before
But this time this time
I'm gonna try anything that just feels better
Tell me what to do
You know I can't see through the haze around me
And I do anything that just feel better
And I can't find my way
God I need a change
And I do anything that just feel better
Any little thing that just feel better
Long to hold you in my arms
To all things I ought to leave behind yeah
It's really getting nowhere
I think I need a little help this time
I'm gonna try anything that just feel better
Tell me what to do
You know I can't see through the haze around me
And I do anything that just feel better
And I can't find my way
Girl I need a change
And I do anything that just feel better
Any little thing that just feel better
Quote of the Day: Pain is inevitable, Misery is a choice.
I hate it when people ask me that when they see me write with my right hand and do something else with my left. And there all "I thought you were left handed" and I'm like "I ammmmm.... D:" They don't seem to comprehend how someone can do EVERYTHING with their left hand except for write.
"Well, I was in a car accident at age five and I messed my wrist up real bad, then when it came time to learn how to write I had to use my right hand."
"Oh, so you're ambidextrous?"
"Well... no."
"WTF THAT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE"
I didn't say it had to now did I. xD Anyhow. Just a little pet peeve of mine. I'm getting better with left-handed writing now, so it's gotten to the point where I just write with whichever is easiest. Like, our tennant just asked me to write down the name of a poem for her and handed me the paper on my left side, so I just picked up the pen and stared writing and she's like "Are you left handed?" And that caught me off guard because most people know already I can write ambidextrously... I'm not making sense anymore, I know. Like, who the hell cares, actually?
"ZOMG A LEFTIE LET'S POKE 'EM WITH A STICK :DDDDD"
I have a headache, reaaaalllll bad.
And I just KNOW I'm going to have at least ONE cavity.
There was a motivational speaker at y school today. A LOT better than I thought it was gonna be. He was HILARIOUS. xD Gosh, I can't even explain it, I'll just put up the website:
http://www.iantyson.ca/
Rawr. Adverstising. xD
Not much else to say right now. WHAT ELSE IS NEW? :O
Introducing...
Random Conversation(s) Version 1.0!
couple days ago
(CC and I arguing about something)
CC: Yeah, well, you know what, you're so stupid you failed a blood test!
Me: You know what [CC], you'll NEVER be the man your mother was!
*silence*
CC: ..that was actually pretty good.
Me: Why thank you.
:D
I was bored, shut up. And I had shake n bake for dinner in case you care, and I KNOW you do.
:P
I use the :D smiley too much, I know. Deal. xD (that one too)
On the social life front, Greatest thing ever, my friends KT and JT are dating. Which is perfect because they're both major nerds. xD Both play saxophone, both are in French Immersion, both are insanely good at math. The hell. :P
xD It always amuses me when stuff like that happens. People say opposites attract (and I would know :O) but in a way EVERYONE kind of.. attracts. Because if the 'opposites' law is true then why do people who have 'so much in common' get along so well? o.o
I think someone just made that shit up to rationalize some random romantic situation. But anyhow.
I was in the Rememberance Assembly today. Had to stand for 45 minutes at attention while they did the thing. Not fun, really. EIGHTEEN people passed out. D:
Music news... I have a newfound fondness for Santana all of a sudden. Not complaining at all, though. :P
Screw it, I use ALL the smileys too much.
>.>
<.<
i believe opposites do attract but only form lust
i think similarities connect people and they form love
IT HAS BEEN TWENTY NINE HOURS NOW.
And I'm still going strong. :D Woot. I will nap at Five o'clock (thirty hours) because that was my goal. Thirty hours without sleep. Though I've done this before unintentionaly (overdosed on caffine once and was awake for three days or so), those other times time seemed to slip by so fast I hardly noticed.
Though my mind is kind of rotting right now, I'm having difficulties typing.
You truly are my hero, along with Josh Ramsay. "FINALLY they hire a professional dancer for a video!"
Going for an all nighter. It's 3AM right now. And I've only had one cup of tea so far! :D
Might have a shower later to help me stay awake. Like you care. The hwole point of this thing was
A) Boredom
B) Need to do my homework (though now I can't find it)
C) Always wanted to
D) Did I mention I have chronic insomnia and apparently hallucinations?
Soooo... yeah.
Listening to Clumsy by Our Lady Peace, love it.
Thinking of doing a '________ of the day' gig. Wouldn't that be fun? :O
So, here's a shot at that:
Fruit of the day: Kiwi (xD)
Thought I'd elaborate a bit more on my mental state because the edit function is being all screwy.
Today I didn't feel entirely... 'there'. You know? A bit... vacant? I don't really know how to describe it. Like minutes could pass by without me being aware of it. The only word that I can really use to describe the feeling with is 'clouded'. I dunno, it's all that comes to mind.
As I'm typing my hands feel like they're just gliding over the keyboard, like I'm not really in charge of them at all...
:/
>.>
...
Um. I may or may not be losing my mind. That may seem like an over dramatic statement to you but bare with me, please.
I seriously, in all honesty, DO NOT recall placing my math notebook in the bathroom sink. NOR do I recall EVER hearing this phrase:
"Arnold Schwarzenegger; what a terrible actor. But the greatest Governer California has ever had."
Yet I was minding my own business when my mind 'went blank' for a few minutes and that phrase, along with cartoon imagery of someone saying it, played through my mind, and suddenly I'm back in reality, staring at a wall in the hallway.
As well, two nights ago I was trying to fall sleep, and I heard a kind of whisper close to my ear, in the voice of a young (I'm guessing twenty or so) year old man, it said "It's [my name]". And while I was mulling over that I heard it again, it said "It's never enough, is it?"
That accompanied by the beeping noise I heard a few months ago while I was riding my bike. Lasted ten minutes and it was ALWAYS on my left side, close to me. No matter how far away I moved from the point were it orginally started, if anything it got louder. Then it just dissapeared altogether.
Sometimes I'll glance over my shoulder because I think I see something (someone?) crawling up the wall. I hear noises at night like someone dropping things on the floor.
I keep smelling rotting garbage and dog shit. No matter where I am, even though I know there is none.
The thing that freaks me out the most is this type of shit has happened before. Just never as frequently as it does now. Like it's gotten worse with age (Age? Hah! I'm only 14, I must be REALLY messed up).
I really hope I'm just paranoid about everything due to the incident with Linda on the bus. I really, really hope it's paranoia. Mainly because I just really don't want to go see a therapist ever again, but still.
I just got back from my bus trip back from a first aid meeting (what a moutful), and I have a story to tell now.
Across the aisle from me were two middle aged women, one of them obviously schizophrenic. Her caregiver was trying to get her to take her medication and lied to her saying it was five o'clock when really it was four thirty. So the schizophrenic lady (Linda) starts telling the caregiver about this time she went to Tim Hortons and ordered soup when she could gotten a sandwhich because she saw the man ahead of her get a piece of bread with his soup, yet when she got hers there was no bread. Then the caregiver yells at her for yelling at people across the aisle (o.O) and they are silent for most of the trip.
We start to get near my neighbourhood and the bus driver stops to have a smoke. The two get into an argument about interrupting people mid sentence:
Sarah: So when we get home I'll boil up some-
Linda: Do you remember the time I asked for boiled chicken but you ignored me and went and sat down and missed the chair? I remember that.
Then the caregiver (who I now know is named Sarah) offers me some peppermint which kind of tasted like boiled egg, and shows me things she bought from the dollar store. After asking me if I'd done my Christmas shopping yet she apologizes for arguing so loud, and I'm all Well don't apologize to me, apologize to Linda over there! D:
And Linda was like "Have a nice night! :D" when I got off the bus.
... 'bout sums it up.
"John McCain's name is dangerously close to 'McClane', isn't it?"
"Who's that?"
"Ever see Die Hard?"
"OH, yeay yeah yeah!" /bullshit
somtime later
"Hey I looked it up, the guy from Die Hard isn't called 'McClane', it's actually 'McCain'. It's sooo creepy."
"O rly." /disbelief
-_-
Anyhow.
OBAMA WON! WOOT HOOT
YES, YOU.
Send me a message, I wanna see what that looks like. Please? You don't even have to say anything, actually. Just be all like 'hey' and I'll be so thrilled you don't even know.
Forgot to mention, Quantum of Solace is coming out in eleven days. CAN I GET A 'HELL YEAH' FROM THE OTHER JAMES BOND FANS? :DDDDD
CZ is absolutely CONVINCED that k-os and Kanye West are the same person.
"k-os is an alter ego of him," she says. "Like Miley Cyrus and Hannah Montana."
Ummm... no. I've seen pictures of them both, that and they don't even sound alike... just because they're black, well, never mind. xD
Yeesh.
I hate my Spanish class so bad. Our teacher is from FRANCE. So she teaches us Spanish in a FRENCH accent. x.x And we have to listen to these stupid ass tapes from England that use Spanish... Spanish with this retarded accent on the c's.
Ex: Escucha la cinta (es-koo-cha la sin-ta) = es-koo-cha la thin-ta, apparently. Which is fine and dandy in Europe but in North America you'd understand how stupid that sounds.
Like I'm ever gonna go to Spain. I'm only really in for the graduation marks to be honest with you. That and my teacher is TERRIBLE at teaching language. The tapes go lightning fast and when we complain she's all "Well in Mexico they're not going to. talk. like. THIS!"
WELL MAYBE IF YOU TAUGHT US HOW TO MOTHERFUCKING SPEAK SPANISH THEY WOULDN'T HAVE TO, EH? >.> Christ, woman.
But it's fun to confuse her in English.
"Okay, everyone does understand that?"
(classmate) "Roger Doger Ranger Danger!"
"... Quoi?"
"Roger Doger Ranger Danger."
"I do not know why you say that."
Good times. I like to call her 'Ms. Egg' because her last name sounds dangerously close to the French word for egg (Oeuf). That and she's... pretty round, per se. Even better that she doesn't see the connection.
Swear to god. If CC, CL, CZ and JD weren't in Spanish with me I'd have dopped out by now. But JD is dropping out next term so I may just join him. :x
Cobra Starship <3
I HAVE A COMPLAINT.
What is it with people trying to be better than everyone else? Which brings me to the subject of this rant: my friend CZ. Every time I have a small accomplishment/interesting story to tell her about, she has to make it seem less awesome by claiming the EXACT SAME THING has happened to her. No matter what it is. And now it's even worse now that she's in my rotation.
Example.
first day of school
Me: What class do we have next?
CZ: Social Studies.
Me: Oh, sweet. I'm good at that class.
CZ: Yeah, me too.
Me: I find it really easy. I got 100% on my exam last year.
CZ: Same. *quickly changes subject*
Ummm... yeah. About sums it up.
Also, small, meaningless things, she does that to them too. Except in slightly different manner.
one time on MSN
Me: I'm gonna try and get up at 4 so I can relax a bit before school.
CZ: Yeah, okay, I'll try that too.
next day
CZ: did you do it?
Me: Naw, I screwed it up so bad. I set my alarm for 3:30 so I could get a shower, 3:30 rolls around and I'm like "Eh, I can get one at 4," 4:00 arrives and I'm like "eh, five more minutes" and then next thing I know it's 5:50 so I just said "screw it" and slept till 6:30.
CZ: Same. But I got up at 3:00 and fell asleep until 5.
Me: *in sincere doubt* Right.
CZ: Usually I get up at two. But that night I was up until one.
Me: ...
She pretends to see movies/shows that I KNOW she hasn't seen.
my attempts to prove this
Me: CZ, do you watch like, reeeaaallly old shows from the sixties/seventies?
CZ: Yeah, I like grew up on that stuff.
Me: Ever seen 'James at 15'?
CZ: OHMIGAWD I LOOOOOVE THAT SHOW.
Me: About that kid who moves from Oregon to Boston?
CZ: Yeah!
Me: And within like the first ten minutes of the pilot his dad gets hit by a car and he has to go live with his aunt for the rest of the show?
CZ: YEAH!
Me: Bloody shame cause THAT PART DIDN'T HAPPEN.
CZ: *stunned* ... oh, I know. *regains composure* I was just playing along with you.
Me: *facepalm*
this other time
Me: *talking about Flight of the Conchords* Oh gaaaaawd, that part with the guy in the elevator with the tap... funny shit.
CZ: Hahaha, I love that show.
Me: So, what was your favorite part?
CZ: That one!
Me: *bullshit radar goes off* Okay, BESIDES that scene.
CZ: Oh... I dunno, wasn't really paying attention.
>.>
One of these days, CZ. One of these days.
Ell em ay oh there's no option to change your font size. :P
Oh well. Not like I really care. As long as you can read this it's all good...
UM. Guess who I was for Halloween? Laura Ingles. Good times. BUT, I was on the bus back from school yesterday and I almost died. Srsly. Asthma and whathaveyou. And before that I almost died in Spanish class. According to my friend (if you don't know my sense of smell is all wacky) this one chick was bathed in perfume and that was what triggered it.
Question, what is it with chicks who SOAK themselves in perfume...? Do you really smell SO BAD you need THAT much scented water? Guys do it too, but with Axe. I've seen them periodically pull a can out from their locker and just spray it in random directions for no reason... Last year a friend of a friend came up to my and sprayed some Axe right into the front of my shirt. I had to change into my gym clothes for the rest of the day. -_-
Having trouble typing today. xDD
WOAH WTF HAPPENED HERE
Everything got moved around and changed! xD The shit.
I like it and whatnot, but then again you can always expect it to be EXTREMELY buggy. So, um, yeah. I'mma go explore this thing now.
If you're reading this... yes, you... comment on this post so I can see what that looks like. xD