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[Oct. 20th, 2005|06:23 pm] |
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...shhhh...I'm coming back to start updating again...
but...not right now...
....waaaiiiit for itt.....waiiiitt for it.......
Now!
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[Nov. 19th, 2004|03:58 pm] |
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Official LiveJournal Decree
To all of those who've ever read my live journal, first off, I'd like to extend this apology. I'm quite aware that I've not updated in a good while (I am aware thanks to a certain someone's constant pestering, though I will not name names...*cough*baxter*cough*), and for those who've spent their boredum away by reading about my complaints or joys, I am deeply sorry. It is in this decree, though that I shall let all of you know that I doubt I'll ever be getting around to updating in this livejournal ever again.
It has come to my attention that livejournals are quote,'emo' in all that they stand for. I have tended in the past to steer away from such emo-fancies...but alas they've begun to take me over apparently. It has been noted that I wear eyeliner on occasion...and even own a pair of converses (or as the emo population would consider, "Chucks"). It is on these terms that I shall no longer be writing here. In attempting to further distance myself from the emos (who've known to attack at random with various whiney songs and outbursts of tears...not to mention the ripping of their overly tight pants and poisonings from their cheap black hair dyes...*official sort of cough*), I shall continue to wear my converse sneakers as well as the eyeliner (which, in my case happens to be brown, not black. Therefore not emo.)
On various occasion, I may return here to write, post poems(not emo poems, mind you), stories, or just randomly type Bob Dole just for the sake of the Dole. But here and now, I am stopping. Sorry to my friends, sorry to my fans (ha...fans...), and sorry to the population of emos living in Lexington County. I hope this doesn't make you feel any worse...and as my closing statement, I would just like to say....:
Cheer up, emo kids.
Fairwell LJ~
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[Oct. 17th, 2004|12:12 pm] |
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You Know You're a Southerner When... |
You have drunk tea/water/any beverage out of a mason jar.
What do you mean it's unusual to pray at football/baseball/basketball games?
Biscuits go great with ANY meal!
You know the difference between sweet tea and tea with sugar mixed in it.
You know that Methodists are just Baptists that can read.
Forget roasted peanuts, you like your's boiled.
You know there's more than one way to have your okra.
The War between the States was about State's Rights, of course!
Wally World is what you call Wal Mart.
You've been to the World's Largest Outdoor Cocktail Party at least once.
Florida's just different.
If you're a guy, you've worn shorts with boots.
You love going to the State Fair, and the Rattlesnake Roundup, and the Chicken Pie Festival, and Mossy Creek, and Buckarama, and....... etc etc etc.
You call people of all ages sir or ma'am.
If you're a girl, you've been pet-named either sugar britches, darlin', or butter bean.
Sure you know Bubba, he lives two houses down in that nice triple wide with the above ground pool behind it.
Here's a tough decision: Sweet Potato Pie or Peach Cobbler??
Jeff Davis and Bobby Lee are national heroes!!
You haven't ever seen snow, but you sure would like to!
You say/have said any of the following, "I reckon", "Mash that button", "I about fell out", or "Hey ya'll! Watch this!"
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from the South. |
aieee i've found a new obsession of mine. ok ok, so carrie has her crazy list of odd things...like foods, people and what not. and catoe...i'm not sure what her list consists of. rachel, i don't think she tends towards obsession...but me...ahha...i have issues of it.
-lord of the rings...duh!
-xmen...not so much anymore...only nightcrawler...everyone else can fall down a toliet
-harry potter...but definitely not any of the main characters. only professor lupin...but not in the movie...only his concept...not what he looks like on the screen *nod*
-and now......*drum roll please*...ha! i'm not telling! hehe
my birfdays in 9 days! ^_^
i'm really bored and don't feel like typing anything else.
later
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[Oct. 14th, 2004|04:30 pm] |
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*in nasily voice*Hullo everyone...It's that time again... ((sound familiar? you guessed it...its that craaaaaaaazy lady who does the afternoon announcements every day! as caitlin can vouch for me...i have gotten this saying down perfectly...from everything to the subtle nuances of naisilyness in her voice...to each exact word. but don't worry, you probably can't do it. its just because i'm great like that.))
mmk...well sad to say theres not much interesting content thats gonna go into todays entry. first block was boring...as drivers ed always is. i listened to mason jennings and wrote notes...or only really one because i think i dosed off for a bit. english was incredibly humorous. we're reading the play "Macbeth" and i had to read the part of Lady Macduff today...and she says all these funny lines like,'Why did my husband go and leave his wife and babes at home alone to frolick with all the electrical devices and squirell hunting equipment...' (its desputed whether or not shakespeare wrote that particular line...though the reasons are subtle and hardly debatable *cough*) anyway, needless to say i was seriously cracking up. ahaha, and then came the part of the "bloooooody baaaaaby" which mrs stabler read in a most convincing voice. i mean...if i were walking down a dark alley and i heard that voice...i would certainly think it was a blood covered infant. orchestra was alright. we're playing a really nifty song in there called "the waltz of the wicked" and it sounds like some tune from harry potter or something *chuckle* ~M~ ...its the day after my birthday...which means 13 days...12 days til my birthday X_x hahahaha
*yawn* lunch was alright. journalism was alright. apush was flat out sleep inducing...well besides the fact that my teacher has a very annoying naisily snorty sniff sort of thing that she does often and as i'm sure a few of you will be able to associate it with...just imagine the sound of a certain...goo-y person...*cough*
now i'm home. bored. tired. nothing to do. lost my motivation to write anymore.
later bizzles
comment!
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[Oct. 13th, 2004|06:20 pm] |
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You Know You're From South Carolina When... |
There ain't no such thing as "lunch." There's "dinner" and then there's "supper."
Sweet tea is appropriate for all meals, and you start drinking it when you're two. "Backards and forwards" means, "I know everything about you."
There is a Dairy Queen in every town with a population of 1000 of more, except for Orangeburg which has Dairy-O.
You know that going "barefootin" is one of the great joys of life
You think everyone from a bigger city has an accent.
"Vacation" means going to Myrtle Beach.
Out of state friends beg you to send them fireworks
You know at least three places to get great fried chicken
You've taken a road trip to South of the Border - and it wasn't Mexico
You buy your groceries at Winn-Dixie
You know someone who works at Hooters
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from South Carolina.
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[Oct. 13th, 2004|05:18 pm] |
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ok ok, so we all know amy has a life *drippy sarcasm sentence*...so it was for that very reason that only just a few moments after updating the lj for today...i decided it was high time to update again! ...just to keep you all right up there with the latest news, of course.
but then i decided that instead of pouring out my heart and soul to you...i wanted to make a shout out sort of entry...because thats the original, unique sort of thing to do. so here goes. forgive me profusely if i leave you off...it means that i don't care about yo-...*cough* i mean...it means that i was slightly busy saving the world to remember EVERYONES name...so here goes........................
-SARAHCATOE: whats the dealio with this weekend? friday? saturday? see your play avec the hotguy? hang with you at the cornmaze? *prod* hey...and whens that italy trip stuff due? bah, and this afternoon...i came home with rachel...did we still have celtic group? 1.)thought you guys were staying at the fair later 2.)completely forgot books 3.)i didn't have any means of getting home that late from the celtic group so i had to catch a ride with rachel ><
-Carrie: ha, i almost typed in 'cat' for some reason...didn't i used to call you that? ohh wait...wasn't it...*cough*somethinglikebaxterorsomethinglikethat*cough*...hehe, anyways, yeah, what is our plan for this weekend? i need to ask my parents if its cool about friday night. haha, i think we can rent dvds and play them on my computer now! o_O
-Rachel: haha, nice M...you know what? i can't wait til i can drive. richard is dead sexy and he and i are gonna cruise town...yeah...shya...hahaha...even though richard is light yellow o_o *chuckle* man, i really should've fainted during act 3...or at least did what we planned at the beach...or as i told oscar...what we work on every month :P
-Cory: hey hey...how was that thing at the fair today? i saw your mom in her really nifty car when i was leaving school today. how is your car doing?? <3
-Lover Fry: hey hey...fair was fun. man i could really go for some of that food about now actually...heh...know any good clubs? hehe
-Caitlin: gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...aaaaaa...spsh. the brrrs are going to steal your soul (which you told me was the devil today). a certain un-named someone in our class is rather peppy (and always right), wouldn't you say? ...i wonder if that papers still in that hair...hehehehe :P
-Laura: hey! spsh. are you going to take french 4? i kinda wanna take it next year but i'm not sure if i have room in my scheduele...ha, i don't even know if i could now...darn me i've gone and forgotten everything!
-Brice: sorry there was no feature on you today in my lj...o_O
-Wayne: shut up...the rapper that almost made it...
-Derek: ok, seriously...turn 18 already and go work at express...then don't become some dumb engineer...o_O duh?
-Blinksanakameganakanortherner: XD hehe *hug* just kidding...we can make a truce...it can be pop and soda and coke...because *meaningful sigh* *promotional, moving music plays in background*...in the end...it still tastes the same...*end music* spatula anyone?
-Matthew: ALBATROSSES! o_o eeh, stay away from that murderer...seriously! ..."I no even know why he do that. I no even spek it that good!"
-Rebecca: *old person squawk*...good times good times...(and the little dog that goes...uh...well you know...kind of hard to type that motion/sound thing)
-Jeff: hey beast! hows that crazy north treating you? did you say you were going to stop playing the tuba thing? and wrestling? sorry i was so unresponsive and what not on aim last time i spoke with you...i just got this new computer in my room but its got a wireless connection...when a bunch of people start talking to me it likes to go haywire! ><
ok ok...i think thats bout everyone i feel like "shouting out" to...spsh...comment you bizzles! comment like the wiiiind... |
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[Oct. 13th, 2004|04:49 pm] |
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Wow...I feel like this entry is going to be some kind of big let down to all my fans (*snort*..."fans"...= the people who are so bored they don't have anything better to be doing than reading about my dumb life o_o)...but I'll try to make it jazzy just for you.
Lets see...last night I stayed on the computer entirely too late...for me anywho. see guys, i have these insomniatic tendencies...so i was online kinda late...well i snuck on of course :-o *figured out how to make it so my mommy couldn't see i was on*...and yeah...it kind of didn't go well after that...haha, yeah...i was up til 11:30 ish then i was wiiiiide awake and although i wasn't online any longer...i was up just listening to music and looking around my room for quite a bit of time prior...hense my waking up at about 7:20 this morning and getting to school after the bell rang. feh.
So i get to school just as the second or third bell is ringing and i have to sprint down the hall to some classroom in f wing or something that i've never been to and its full of these crazy sophomores...and i sit down and have to take the dumb PSAT. it was ok...i mean...i think i did well on the english part and what not, but then when it came to the math...ha. don't even kid yourself folks...amy and math don't mix...i mean, seriously. even if you stuck me and math into some big blender...it still wouldn't work. o_o ANNNYYWAYS, yeah, after the PSAT i went to orchestra. not really interesting. carrie, i agree with you, it is quite odd on how short ms neely is...i mean, each time i see her i just want to ask her how the lolly pop guild is going...*chuckle*
LUnch was interesting...journalism was boring...as was APUSH...which i know to all of yall thats disheartening...but its true. Mrs hellams was having one of those ,'hey lemme lecture at you til your ears fall off days'(which frankly is like every other day of the week) and so i decided doodling instead of interviewing was my best escape. Although i must say i had an entertaining time after she finished lecturing. for about the last half of the block she made us read all this crap out of our book, and we all know that amy has a very demanding appetite. considering that amy (why am i talking in third person again?) decided to buy the greasy school lunch today, the bag of lunch i'd brought with me to school was still stuffed down in the bottom of my bag. figuring it was an oppourtune time to eat, i pulled out my doritoes and box of chocolate milk........
[for all of you who don't know, yes, i have boxes of chocolate milk. in cardboard. infact, i have a whole drawer in my kitchen devoted to these boxes of chocolate milk. *cough* indeed.]
........anyway, i was really hungry so i tried to open up the bag of doritoes...but of course it was litterally dead silent in there so all you hear is this :
~silence...silence...silence...someone coughs...more silence...CRACKLE CRACKLE CRACKLE...dead silence upon amy's realization that opening the chip bag was really really loud...~
I managed to open up the fiend finally and eat the chips...needless to say they were quite crunchy so everyone could hear me eating them...then the chocolate milk makes this insane slirpy noise after you take a drink of it...but i didn't get caught, by my teacher anywho, so i suppose i deem that mission...possible.
...so yeah. that was my day pretty much. when i got home, i receieved some terrible news...which goes as follows:
Matthew (4:49:01 PM): Hey
Amy(4:49:05 PM): heey
Matthew (4:51:48 PM): The albatros is massaging a porpoise with cheese, this is not a drill!
Amy (4:52:08 PM): o_o
Amy (4:52:10 PM): ...
Amy(4:52:13 PM): ok
Amy (4:52:29 PM): don't scare me like that, man...last time you said "this is not a drill" to that...there were really were albatroses...
Matthew (4:53:28 PM): AH YES. The vivid albatros storm of '98. Little Jimmy was carried off that fateful day.
Amy (4:53:46 PM): ...
Amy (4:53:50 PM): ok ok, now you've gone too far
Amy (4:53:57 PM): i thought we agreed never to talk about that anymore...
Matthew (4:55:04 PM): Very well. Never again!
Amy(4:55:49 PM): ...*sigh*...well...um...now that we're on that topic
Amy (4:55:55 PM): tell me the story of that attack in '98...
Amy (4:56:06 PM): i need to clense my memory...:-\
Matthew(4:58:25 PM): Well. My dad and I were on the way to the store to get rather large asparagus and assorted balloons, when a large descending bird swooped down out of no where, picked us up in the talons of death and hurled us to our doom... in the McDonald's ballpit.
Amy (4:59:11 PM): ...
the devistating nature of the story stops about there...so i won't continue. i just thought i'd let everyone know that today is the anniversary of that fateful day in '98...i ask that you please bow your heads in silence for a moment....
mmk, well i'm done ranting for the afternoon. i'll probably come back and update some more later, you bunch of bizzles...
birthday in 13 days!
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[Oct. 12th, 2004|05:17 pm] |
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ok ok...so i know you're all just dyyyyying to know what happened to me today...but i'm going to with-hold that tantalizing information and just focus in on the juicy bits of my day. AP US History. Ok ok ok, so i know you're all wondering just whats so great about said apush class...but thats why i'm here, silly billys! to tell you the ~magic~ that lies behind such a wonderful...magnificent...learning-filled (*cough*) class.
Well i'll begin my captivating story with a little bit about a member of said apush class (because i told him that i would...after all, you become imortally famous once you've been in my lj ^^). Brice Reynolds. We all know Brice by his big poofy hair...which i've been told can store lizards (although i wasn't really there when said lizard occupied said hair.) he's that lovable kid who brought the toaster to school...shed new light on the emo kids cause by offering them tastey poptarts after school. yes, folks...Brice Reynolds is amazing...but whats the real story behind it all? I have a few interview questions which will quickly answer that.
Me: "I'm going to touch on a subject that we all have been concerned about lately. Tell us, Brice...what are your feelings about flying fish?"
Brice: "Flying fish, you say? Well, it's all horrible lies. They don't fly, they just glide. I bet the'd be tastey, though..."
Me: "Alright. So, another controversial topic we've been eager to hear your opinion on. Stewed vegetables? Do you think they have a place in this world?"
Brice: "Not at all. Stewed vegetables are all mushy. No body ever pays attention to mushy things. That's why when someone melts, we just bury them and forget it."
Me: "Brice, you're from the south. You know up north they say pop right? Tell me your comments on said 'pop'..."
Brice: "Pop is dumb. Soda is ok I guess, and then again you can't just say 'Coke' because theres all sorts of other kinds of drinks too. Soda is ok, but definitely not 'pop'. 'Pop' sounds upity."
I took the liberty to ask one of our classmates, Caitlin the Russian, what she thought about Brice. She responded...
Caitlin: "Well...his hair is great. It's awesome, it rocks my socks off. He doesn't like shopping but he enjoys Italian sodas and that's cool."
While I was speaking to Caitlin, we kind of got off topic of Brice (sorry Brice) and moved on to other things. My first question to her was concerning the whole Pop thing and the North. She answered...
"'Pop' is weird. It sounds like you're going to go pop a balloon or pop somebody in the head. Northern people are cool...but they just talk weird!"
Me: "Many people don't really know this answer, but I must ask...where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?"
Caitlin: "My toilet!"
Me: "Why does Bob Dole repeat his name [in Family Guy]? And why are there always 10 bats [with the Count on Seasame Street]?"
Caitlin: "That's the cool thing to do to...and because 10 is the unlonliest number!"
Me: "Elaborate on your feelings about the 10 bats."
Caitlin: "Well, there aren't 9 bats and there certainly aren't 11 bats, just 10. I can't count any higher anyways..."
Me: "Why is there a bunny on your pencil? What was its previous occupation?" [for all who don't know...there is a hideously deformed bunny on the end of her pencil...nah, just joshin ya...its rather cute really...]
Caitlin: "I woke up and it was just there one day! It was either a stripper, Russian, or from the Excorcist."
Me: "Why Russia? Elaborate."
Caitlin: "Well, when it began to talk to me I whipped out my '500 First Words in Russian' book from Chick-fil-a and realized it was speaking Russian. RUSSIA!"
Me: "So what do you think when you hear the word filabuster?"
Caitlin: "Umm...a furry little critter with antenaes and little beady black eyes. Darn those crazy filabusters!"
[Each day in our APUSH class, there is a 'word of the day' written up on the board. Today's word happened to be 'gannet'...which is defined as a large fish eating marine bird. It was around this time that I noticed this...so I inquired of Caitlin...]
Me: "Why is your name gannet?"
Caitlin: "BECAUSE! You gotta problem with it? Bring it! ALBATROSSES ON THE LOOSE."
[I think it is also pertinent to add that we consider bears to technically be 'brrs'...they steal your soul by the way...]
Me: "what time do the brrrs usually attack? What are your feelings on this matter?"
Caitlin: "I'd say 8:35 and 20 seconds. It's a bit late but I can live with it."
Me: "what happens when they come? How can you relate to this?"
Caitlin: "They shave poodles and hurt used car salesmen. Well, see...I have this friend who turns into a naked poodle sometimes..."
Me: "How do you feel about that?"
Caitlin: "Naked poodles are okay...but a bit dangerous if you ask me. Which you did. And I lock m y door when my friend becomes a naked poodle."
[As this interview was occurring, our class was rapped up in a fierce debate on whether Alexander Hamilton or Thomas Jefferson were right. I took this opportunity to yell out "CHINA" before continuing...]
Me: "*cough* Well what if "said friend" was cooler than your life? What if the whole naked poodle bit was a myth? It wasn't supposed to be a retarded naked poodle!? A REAL FLIPPIN WOLF?! Whatcha gonna do now, huh?! punk?!"
Caitlin: "Well I'd bolt lock my doors. Gaaaaa! I'd leave out bad eggs for "it" to eat...
Me: "You couldn't handle it if "said friend" attacked..."said friend" would stuff those bad eggs in your ears...hmmm?!"
Caitlin: "Hmm...I would have to go join the brrrs. I could deal with that. I'd grab some silver and stab "said friend"...muahahahahahaha...!"
Me: "Spsh! Are you prejudice against "said friend"!?"
Caitlin: "Ummmm...didn't I ask the teacher to even move my seat from you? Of course I'm prejudiced."
Me: "Why?"
Caitlin: "...Because the "said friend" might KILL ME! Riddle me that! THERE! HA!"
Me: "Not when it isn't a full moon, bizzle..."said friend" just wants to be understood...*tear*"
Caitlin: "*hug* I'm sorry! I understand!"
Me: "*cough* This was supposed to be an annonymous interview...gaaaa..."
ok...well, that was my day in APUSH. uhh...besides that, nothing spectacular happened. I planned my "M" which will be lovely, of course. ^_^ Rachel, you need to plan yours out...spsh, show me the doodle! (haha, show me the money!) Carrie...hey...and Catoe...omg i fucking swere i am going to kill him. i'm not kidding...i just saw him and was instantly really pissed off. get online later, we'll talk. i'm dead serious. (you know i am too because i hardly ever cuss...o_o)
mmk...later bizzles (argh, carrie...you got me saying that -_-)
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[Oct. 11th, 2004|08:17 pm] |
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ok ok, so no cornmaze for us. but we did go to this really nifty arcade called 'fiddlesticks' and i definitely beat catoe AND carrie at airhockey...mmhmm...anyway, we messed around with the games and stuff...carrie is now also addicted to the basketball game at fiddlesticks...which leads me to believe she has an addiction problem...
anyway, after that we were going to go to carlianas to get coffee and stuff, but alas they were closed too...so we went to the nestle cafe and got drinks and sat down outside and just talked.
~M~
after that...well...we came home. haha o_o eventful, eh?
i'm really bored and don't feel like writing more...later bizzles
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[Oct. 11th, 2004|04:53 pm] |
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you know who you are! i talked! everything is good! now you talk poo monkey! |
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[Oct. 11th, 2004|04:33 pm] |
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woo...my day got slightly better...me, rach and carrie poo (i dunno where the crap that came from o_O) went to grouchos...only the best place in the world to get a sandwhich. mmm...seriously the brown moose is heaven on earth...seriously *wishes i had another, but ha! how much money does amy have?! whats this?! only a dollar?!?! *gasp*(woah...action thingie inside an action thingie...wow...unprecedented coolness!)* ...*cough*
anyway, at grouchos we talked about colleges and stuff and how we're all going to be up in new england and we'll meet rach in the middle and hang out then ride the train home marauder style! (ok ok i know guys...i'm getting a little too dorky for my own good *pushes glasses back up on nose* -O-O- heh...glasses...) *cough* anyway, uh yeah...we probably would have stayed and hung around and stuff but like i said, we were running low on the money and carrie had to go pick up her mommy from the spa. we did have fun talking about northerners and how they(carrie and rachel) think that they (the people up north (not -noth- sarahcatoe...just north :'( ) have sexy accents. but then again each of them has lived up north in their lives...i lived in africa but yeah...hahaha. i wonder if i can get an african american scholarship to college..........? *ponders*
hopefully we'll be hittin the corn maze tonight like the true podunklexingtontown weirdos that we are...mostly to satisfy "the corno's" dying need to return....and to make catoe return with us although she's been working there since 8 in the morning *evil cackle* aww...but we heart you catoe...(heh heh heh...d'you want to see my puppets? puppet: "huwwo!" *hides behind the fortress of menus*)
AAAIIIIEEE HOLA BLINKSAN! XD XP hehehe...its sad really, how nifty your lj is compared to mine *tear* i'm kinda incompetant when it comes to computers...minus writing stuff and typing...hahaha
anyone have any ideas for a phone message thingie for my cell phone!?!?! gah...must...change...it...*gasp* X_x
carrie...i'm tryin my best to talk to her hun (argh you got me saying that bizzle! and that too by the way -_-)...but she just ain't getting it! arrrggghhh...a face to face sit down with her might be best...i'll be there with you all the way (wow, sounds like your pregnant and having a baby or something...lmao...o_o push...lmao...*cracks up for no apparent reason* ok ok, they spiked my brown moose...)...but spsh, you know what i mean. <3 ya...backpacking anyone?
wow...this has been one of my longer lj post thingies...*proud*
-cheers-
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[Oct. 11th, 2004|01:17 pm] |
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*yawn* argh! i was going to go out and have a dandy time with caitlin and laura and brice and wayne and such, but nooo my mom had to be an arse and make me stay home -_-; well, i guess that leaves me ample time to clean my room and finish homework *sarcasm* ohh joy.
it looks like a really nice day outside...on the weather thingie on my computer it says its 73 which is nice. maybe i'll go outside and sit on the patio and sleep or something...haha
there really isn't much to write on today...maybe later
-cheers-
a me (ha, me and my artsy coolness...you just wish XD)
...woah, blink, i doubt ya ever read my lj, but look! i actually used the crazy dead cyclops thing! fwahaha...o_O lmao...silly me ^-^ |
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[Oct. 11th, 2004|12:29 am] |
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...16th birthday in 15 days... |
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| right... |
[Oct. 11th, 2004|12:17 am] |
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well i certainly had a day. i went to symphony rehearsal and that was alright...except we sightread some really really really long and really really really dumb russian song (not the good kind of russian caitlin...the bad, nasty sounding russian)...it didn't even have a semblance of russian soundingness. it was just a bunch of random notes thrown together sloppily on a page probably by some old drunken man who didn't know what he was doing.
i got home to find out my friends and i were going out to dinner and a movie. that was cool. my life slightly went downhill from there...but i'm not in the mood to rant about it really. i already have to some people...thank goodness for them...(caitlin namely...i hope we can go hang out tomorrow if my mom doesn't throw a motherly fit about everything! haha gaaaaaaa!!)
the movie we saw was really funny...it was "a sharks tale"...lmao, sarah catoe and i had quite the time afterwards...
Random insane old crab thing: "D'you want to see my puppets?"*asks as if its a very nonchalont and normal thing to ask a person*
Puppet: "Huwwo!"
quite humorous indeed...
...did you know i was really good at hiding how i really feel about things? |
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[Oct. 10th, 2004|11:43 am] |
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update: 16th birthday in 16 days |
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| hullo |
[Oct. 10th, 2004|11:08 am] |
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morning morning all. nothing reallys changed since last night...cept now i'm a good deal more awake and such. i've found that cottoncandy doesn't quite suffice for a breakfest food item...and mixed with some Nestea with lemon...its just not quite the same as i imagine it would've been yesterday.
i've been trying to redo my message machine on my cell phone, but i can't come up with any nifty jingles or things to say for it. so it rests as being some dumb thing i can't quite remember. if anyone has any good ideas for that, do tell!
it's quite a nice day outside...i think last night i was slipping back into that horrible broodyness. but now i'm better and in a much nicer mood. i have symphony orchestra at 3...and that's always either a horrible bitch or pretty fun. here's hoping its the latter.
not much else to ramble about...later all
-a me
(ha, a nifty 'hey look at me i'm creative and artsy' way of signing my name...booyah bizzles) |
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[Oct. 9th, 2004|11:30 pm] |
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*yawn* oh, i went to the fair today with carrie rachel and parrish...and it was uber fun. got hit on by some weirdo carnies, saw a very interesting man piggie, ate lots of food, rode rides...yeah. i <3 the fair |
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| holy poo |
[Oct. 9th, 2004|11:20 pm] |
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| | Joss Stone...or something on some mix cd | ] |
wow...haven't been on here in a while. haha. i don't really feel like updating all the way to today because its been so long...but yeah...i'll probably start doing that daily crap tomorrow or something.
anyway, as for today, or these days rather...i'm just...i'm having a really hard life. someones making me so confused...well actually two people are making me utterly confused. i don't even know what i feel! like...you know on somethings you just can say,'well i like that' or 'i hate that'...but what the crap do you do when emotions fall somewhere in between the lines of verbal description and you just know that whatever it is you're feeling is strong?!
it feels like people are all changing around me. i don't know what to do! gaaaaaaaarh;lksdjaglkjasldkfj!! i just want to up and leave...college would be quite the welcome change. ><
distant differences pick my mind
and its sad, as you will find
because the old all quickly fades
and the sickly new always pervades.
-amy |
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[Sep. 20th, 2004|06:33 pm] |
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| | m*a*s*h* on the tv | ] |
eesh, we're playing a 25 minute song in orchestra that has no breaks. at all. wow. its like constant 16th notes for 25 minutes. and of course at rehearsal today we had to play it straight through 2 times...then go back and work on a bunch of spots...blaah! my back hurts bad :'(
Frank: "last year they took a roll of my best toliet paper"
Hawkeye: "they just wanted to look at the pictures..."
Hawkeye later on: "wars no fun if you don't bomb orphans"
ahhhh m*a*s*h* is the best thing in the world...
*drinks cran-grape juice* shya, its good. you just wish you had some. |
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[Sep. 19th, 2004|02:10 pm] |
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DARN THE TYPOS!
personal* life...
what good is ranting about something when you can't even spell it right!?!?! spsh |
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