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factories and smoke
søndag, september 29, 2002
now proof that it is true that I like any catchy song: I just downloaded "play" by Jennifer lopez
i just ate non stop for a long time. with chips. you know, just keeping reaching in and eating. complete disregard of discilpline. bah. i should be doing homework. i'm so tired though.
lørdag, september 28, 2002
goddammit. i'm so pissed at blogger. it hasn't been working for like, two weeks. the fizzle. I need that conversation between my and eddie to start making its pleasant little way towards the archives.
because i know you all care, plus you can't even read this since blogger is such a BITCH, i'll tell you all about St. Louis, which by the way, is why i could not spend friday or saturday night with any of you cool cats despite your whiny voices begging me to just stay in and grace you with my presence.
we lost some, and tied one. not the most successful weekend, but it was filled with the usual stop at Columbia mall (woo!) with the extra special trips to Hot Topic. bwahahahaha. there were lots of cookies. you know how it's cool to not be part of the group? (you know what I mean) well it made me feel awkward when there was team bonding and stuff. hahah by "team bonding" I just mean getting to know and laugh with people I don't usually think are interesting or funny. and what that means is that it's more proof that it's stupid to try and be cool by rejecting things that you like. just like "bad music" and corny jokes. ah well.
lots of junk food.
despite my zero work on the french project, Voice article, history test and math test, I did finish reading The Crucible. of course, that proved to be an act pretty motivated, since my other choice was watching the oh-so-classic film Selena.
anyway, the moral of the story is:
-field hockey isn't so bad, I might play soccer (straight to JV) in the spring
-it's good to be back
-st. louis eahhhhacccents are really ehhhhhbnahxious
-i'm sunburned and have a shin guard tan
-michael SUCKS because he didn't come to our games. (just kidding mike)
-corbett's and my article is going to rock
-junior year is not
-blogger needs to shape up
PUBLISH GODDAMMIT
onsdag, september 25, 2002
why won't blogger work. goddammit.
mandag, september 23, 2002
oh mah god. gossip is soooooo funny. sheesh! ahhhh!
søndag, september 22, 2002
jackdar1pp: quit mockin' me
jackdar1pp: bitch.
jackdar1pp: lol
DrippyLikesBass: hahahah
jackdar1pp: emo bitch.
jackdar1pp: you could make a band called Emo Bitch
I hate thesis! (thesi? thesees?) mother! I hate them. I can never write them. I hate analyzing Huck Finn. ok, it's not that bad since it's a good book, but Mark Twain said specifically not to analyze it. I mean, it says I could be shot. Mark Twain is so cool.
I just realized I could probably understand Carmen if I really wanted to.
yaaaaaaaay!
today was a day of hockey. well, this weekend was about hockey. and unfortunately, I fear the weekend is over and there is no more hockey, there is work. ah well.
we almost beat Nerinx saturday. it was 1-1 and they won in overtime by one stroke.
we got that stroke back today when Katie got a penalty shot. yay!
it was so damn nice out today. it was perfect weather and it just made me want to run around and play well. It was so fun. I think it's funny how there's actually a sport out there that I like and that I actual have talent in. it was fun. then we played the Alumni this afternoon. that was also fun and they cheated like the cheaters they are. God knows that they didn't really earn that goal. it was still 7-1. bwahahahaha.
and I know that you guys don't come to the game because you're soooo busy..... : )
søndag, september 15, 2002
ahhhh
tonight....tonight.....
god I am so sore from hockey. and I'm still hella stuffed up. but you know what? it's all good.
Today was bad because I had to go to bell choir and it was just so bad. I dont' belong there. it's just a bunch of freshmen (sophomore?) boys and errrrr....I think my talents could be put to use in better ways.
I'm wearing caroline's old vest because she was a dumbsmack and left it here.
Today was good because Ashley had a French Trip get together and we all came and looked at eachother's pictures. It's so special. It's like, when your memories and your pictures just don't bring it back anymore, if you just see someone from the trip, it's like the best souvenir. and that sounds sooooooo freeeeaking cheesy. but it's true. Especially when David wears his "Czech Mate" shirt. bravo. yeah, France!
you know who's silly? people.
lørdag, september 14, 2002
DrippyLikesBass: I got a new field hockey stick today
PurpleFoetus: cooooool
PurpleFoetus: can i play with your stick?
DrippyLikesBass: yeah.
PurpleFoetus: cool, the invitation is open on the other end too
This is my impression of the Raider's Varisty Field Hockey team: "WHAT'S UP, TULSA??? WHAT'S UP????!!!"
yay. we whupped up today. but no one who reads this comes to any of our games. so you should all flog yourself. hahahah school spirit!
torsdag, september 12, 2002
so when my parents are gone I enjoy myself by......watching tv!
I don't care.
from spongebob squarepants:
"P.U.! Something smells like Big Business!"
damn, baby. you frusterate me.
I wanna rock out.
onsdag, september 11, 2002
I got the clock fixed. and I'm not talking about clocks. well, ok I am.
I am so damn tired. bwaaaa. I like how I am taking physics. I hope I don't really have to read this.
I like filling in the blanks on the "before I die" lists on the board in my head. heheheheh.
my throat hurts like a mother because I sing like one.
ahhh so tired. but I'll still stay up reading.
whenever I play with toys, I will break them. it just happens that way. and I'm not talking about toys.
sometimes I listen to blugrass and country.
wouldn't it be funny if sam likes to debate music labels like "country" and "bluegrass" just as much as he likes to debate "punk" and "indie rock?"
corbett and I might be a team of movie reviewers for the Voice. that would be cool.
I've had Winstead's for dinner for the last two nights. I love it.
tomorrow I'm going to go to school and I'm going to be myself and wear those hella cool pants I got, then my mom had them hemmed and now they're really short. they still rock my face off.
just like anyone who reads this.
mandag, september 09, 2002
don't believe everything that you breathe
OmniRed: french? there is no french.
DrippyLikesBass: fontaine facts
OmniRed: it is not the french that bends, but it is your mind
john is so cool.
I guess I post and make myself sound like a glutton. well, I am. so fuck you.
tonight I played "Someone to Watch over me" so beautifully. So beautifully, that if you have emotional significance invested in that song, you might cry. Except for the times where I had to pause and find the right keys really quickly.
søndag, september 08, 2002
today I ate practically an entire roll of Pillsbury biscuits. I've stopped caring about eating right or not eating at all just to look different. I don't think my weight or appearance ever changes. No matter the amount of food I take in, or lack thereof, I remain the same size. and if there's a boy who doesn't like that, it's his loss.
but what I don't get is the Pillsbury biscuits. they make them so that you can easily break them into perfect halves, for your spreading pleasure. But why? are people so lazy that they a) can't break open a biscuit themselves or b) can't find a knife if they want a clean cut? it's almost insulting.
I can't believe I have school tomorrow. I don't look forward to school anymore. probably because I don't have a boyfriend to see there.
You know what a really nice song is? "Out of this World" by the Cure. it makes me sad and happy. heh. how emo.
onsdag, september 04, 2002
stars fading but I linger on, dear
ahhh. dontcha just love it all sometimes. I love how school is not aggravating, only a little when you mix it with the rest of your life. and how I thought about last year today and old friends. and how I did so much shuttling today. and how I got a good old microwave dinner tonight that tasted so good. heheh. I like AFS students. and how Jim in "huckleberry finn" says "pooty" a lot. I like how it takes one song or album to put me in a super duper mood.hahah a good mood to do the rest of my homework I guess.
dream a little dream of me.
mandag, september 02, 2002
this is what I've eaten today:
-bread
-ice cream
sheisse.
It's the saddest story when one is in a good mood and is going to post the wonders of teenage life and how great it is to be able to do the things that one can do when they are young...
then your mom yells at you and makes you feel bad.
fucker. I could just cry and yell for a while. but no one would understand. heh. it just makes me angry.
the Irish fest was cool. there was beer everywhere. and unlike France, I a) couldn't drink any and b) there was no Heineken. Flogging Molly was awesome...they make me wish I was Irish. So that was fun. There was a Sam, there was no Murtaugh. AND SO MUCH GUINESS.
file me away -badly drawn boy
søndag, september 01, 2002
sheesh. you college kids sound like you're having fun. awwww.
oh well. I guess I can say I'm still enjoying my childhood........? no. I'm stupid
I'm probably going to the Brookside Irish Fest today. because I like other people's cultures.
I drove a convertible last night. boo yah.
and on a final note......my metabolism is SO good to me.
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