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| Friday, June 9th, 2006 |
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Elisa: It's so good that Darcy loves Elizabeth! Me: *she did not just say that-- facepalm* Ummm... YEAH, considering that's the story! Yesterday Elisa ( cherie_morte) came over, bringing with her aMaybe I'm blowing this way out of proportion, but he looked so hopeful! This moment of truth, chocolate cereal! It was too much to be conceived! And with my fatty tendencies, I CRUSHED his heart! A little flame in his eyes died! I, the cow, was responsible. It was all me. I felt much worse than I should have about all this. My hyperbolic tendencies aside, this morning I resolved to restore the glimmer of an unhealthy cereal dream that I ripped to shreds yesterday in my brother. I woke up early, and while he lay sleeping, I hiked to the nearby grocery store, a mere mile away, to purchase for him some Cocoa Puffs, with my own money. For those of you that don't know me that well, this is a BIG deal. First of all, there's the heat: I'm wearing jeans, and have you stepped outside recently? Miami has decided to curse us by being ESPECIALLY blood-boiling today. Secondly: I am so much lazier than this! This trek and completely selfless act is coming from the girl who is so lazy, she'd rather not talk than say what she actually wants to say, because her ideas require so many words that finishing a thought is a daunting task! (My practice of stopping mid-way through every sentence is really aggravating to others.) And last of all, I am a stingy. piece. of chet. I mean, I go out and I don't even buy food when I'm hungry, because I feel like, if I have free food at home, why should I spend my money on this food that I want now? And here I am, buying a whole box of cereal that I'm not even going to be able to eat?! It's madness I tell you. Absolute madness. The point is, I came home, set up a little placemat, and neatly folded a napkin, and put out a bowl and a spoon and my brand new box of Cocoa Puffs so that when my brother wakes up, he will see them, and eat, and all my walking and sweating and spending will be worth something. Right I'm the cutest sister EVER? Come on, that was so nice of me. I'm still in shock. Anyway, I realize that this little story of mine has taken up quite a good deal of your time (if you actually read it, god help you), but I have resolved to continue babbling in order to tell you what I've been up to over the break. ( It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine... ) Isn't that what summer is? Summer is egg salad. And about that watermelon, and a tree, and a dress... Much love to you all! And a special kiss to my '06ers, who for some reason I've been missing more than usual lately. ♥ quellypoo |
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| Tuesday, May 16th, 2006 |
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Brandon: Son, you hurt my feelings. Jamie: You're a TEACHER! You don't HAVE any feelings! ...Oh wait. No you're not. :oD Hello all! I'm not dead! I've just suddenly, out of the blue, gotten VERY VERY cool. That's a lie. I'm still just as big a loser as I was before, but instead of moaning about it online, I trouser it. I would like to take this time to thank hidingtosurvive for her tremendous cuteness, it's just so darn cute. Because of her, I am BACK!( *dun dun dun DUUUUUUN* (think Beethoven) ) *sigh* Oh, why can't life be this good to us all the time? With love, quel P.S. Hoooo yeah, check out my kickass icon! |
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| Tuesday, May 9th, 2006 |
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I realize that this journal is entirely self-indulgent. I only update when I want to write. It's totally selfish of me! I'd have deleted it by now, but from time to time I am seized with this sudden desire to combine words and cool phrases, and as I no longer write fictional stories like I used to (yes, at one point in my life I really did want to publish a book), I come here. So, I'm really glad I just failed my jury! It pisses me off, really, because I wasn't even that nervous, and I was certainly prepared enough; I can't blame my bad performance on anything other than it was just, coincidentally and very inconveniently, a bad performance. But I swear I'm never playing with a pianist again. Staying with the accompaniment is just another worrysome detail added to the pile that I've found I simply can't handle. For those of you that were there, I'm sorry. For those of you that weren't, thank your lucky stars! You know how sometimes people will be like, "I was SO bad!" but they sort of know that sure, they've played it better, but it wasn't THAT bad, and everyone else probably still enjoyed it? They're being humble, sabes? Me? I'm not. It really was THAT bad. I was about to quit on this entry again (you have no idea how many posts I've started and decided to stop-- it's been over a month!) until I went to my friend's page and saw barilace's updates. You friended me out of the blue, and I'm glad! Your posts remind me of the times way back when, when I was still hopelessly addicted to accounting every detail of my life online, and I miss them, and so I'm going to try and be interesting in this post.... Bah! It's not working! How have I gotten so flipping bad at this?! I miss Jorge and Fabi. Peace! ~quel |
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| Monday, March 20th, 2006 |
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Katy: I wish I was pretty. Gia: Yeah, I wish you were pretty too, because I have to LOOK at you all day!! So many times I have wanted to update, and my boundless laziness continued to prevent me from writing until at long last, over a month has passed, and here I have far more to relate than any of you could possibly want to hear. If only I had the gift of ... not tending to ramble interminably...? ( What are you waiting for? Have you changed your mind? ) Okay, um, wow. I'm stopping there. I actually totally skipped over two very exciting weeks in February, but I don't want you to die reading this. You know, sueing, and charges, and whatnot... What a pain in the ass. But! Anybody who actually DID get through all of that, I'm giving you a prize. Still don't know what, yet, maybe dinner, but you definitely get SOMEthing. ♥ Don't forget to whip out those sundresses! It's springtime, baby, and the bees are buzzing. quelly |
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| Friday, February 17th, 2006 |
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Conductor: You guys sound horrible! This is a LOVE song! There are no sparks! No passion! You sound like you're making out with your SISTER! Art: EEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Me: Art, don't complain, your sister's hot. Art: WHAT?! If I made out with my sister, first my PARENTS would be mad at me, then my SISTER would be mad at me, then my sister's BOYFRIEND would be mad at me and beat me up!!! Ashley: Did he just list reasons why he couldn't make out with his sister...? Good evening my darlings! This fabulous cold weather has allowed for some wonderful late-night snuggling, and this fabulous Saint Valentine holiday has allowed for a wonderfully large supply of chocolate, so I hope that NONE of you have been exercising, and NONE of you have been doing anything productive past sunset! When I am ready to emerge into the world again, I will be greatly delighted to see you all plump and pitiful. *sigh* Ain't love grand? ( This is what you live for, and you're sitting back there missing it! ) And that, my friends, is where I will end my tale. I know, I know, I stopped an entire five days short of today, but I’m tired and I doubt anything cool like this week will happen for a while, so I have to stretch it out over as many updates as I can. I love you all, and I hope you recognize that "Be mine," when you really think about it, is the cutest thing anyone could ever say to you. They want to have you, all of you, they want you to be entirely for themselves. Be mine, Rakie |
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| Monday, February 6th, 2006 |
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Class: *is over* Oxar: Okay, you're dismissed! We: *pack up, head towards door* Oxar: Oh no, wait wait wait wait! Wait!! We: *stop, think it's something important, whip out pens to take notes* Oxar: Did anyone watch ER last night? Masha: ... Riiiight, bye then. My darlings! It has officially been FOUR weeks since we last spoke. Damn. Never fear, though, because I'm still reliably lifeless-- 28 days have gone by, and I assure you I have absolutely NOTHING of importance to update you on. ( I highly recommend ER. It's won an Oxar. Best show. ) The fluctuations continue. Up and down, up and down. I cried again Sunday, today I'm happy, but tomorrow-- who knows?! Anyway, tomorrow's FCAT, so I have a feeling the day will go well. I wish you all the best, and I hope I can update more often. I'm turning into those horrible, "Oh yeah, I have one of those... livejournal things, but I never update!" Watch. I'll forget my password soon, or something dreadful. Until next time! ♥ quellypoo |
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| Monday, January 9th, 2006 |
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Madre and I: *grocery shop* I: None of this stuff looks like it could add up to a meal. Like, I recognize it as stuff that I see in the refrigerator on a regular basis, but it's not coming into a meal right now, in my head. ... Then again, it never comes into a meal in my head unless it's in a little plastic container, already turned into a meal and partially eaten... Madre: Ah yes, turned into a meal, by the magical Meal Fairy. Hello all! Tis the beginning of the new week, and a new year! And what a year it will be. I hope you all missed me. I know many of you did not even know of my absence, and shame on you! I was ACROSS THE STATE! But we have quite a bit to get through before that. ( Eternal damnation for one night with Casanova? ...Seems fair. ) Now, I just finished watching Serenity! Weird movie, but highly entertaining, and I don't even usually enjoy sci-fi. That's about it. Sorry about the boring thing, but I love you all, and I miss Chloe! ♥ - Rakl Dakl Shmakl ^ Kristen made it up, isn't she genius?! P.S. Someone call me for god's sake, I feel ridiculously unloved. |
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| Wednesday, December 28th, 2005 |
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Although I have not updated to say it before, I hope quite sincerely that you all had a positively fabulous [whatever it is that you celebrated]. ( Why is it that the word jolly is ALWAYS associated with plump? Like, seriously. When I say she was a jolly woman, don't you immediately think of this really round, rosy-cheeked chick? ) I wish you all more... existing success than mine, and happy early New Year! ♥ P.S. This was also the year that my mother decided, "To hell with Hanukkah!" We lit candles the first sunset, but then the second night madre put the menorah in the dishwasher and I was all, "Dude man, we need that," and she's like, "No we don't!" and I'm like, "What are you talking about?" and then I realized that she was serious and I started freaking out, even though the night before I had been all, "We're not even Jewish!" (I had ONLY been so disagreeable because I was busy watching some TV show and simply could not be pulled away for singing). I was quite sad to drop the tradition. It's true, we're not Jewish at all anymore. But it was still tradition. *cue Fiddler on the Roof soundtrack* :o( P.P.S. Fun Fact: Quote of the Year! "Your cell phone doesn't by any chance come with a built-in gun, does it?" |
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| Tuesday, December 20th, 2005 |
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Okay, so, once again I'm only updating to let you all know that I have not, in fact, fallen off the edge of this flat earth, much to your dismay, I'm sure. Me: I feel like crap on toast. Beau: Do you feel like the crap, or the toast? Me: If I said I feel like crap on toast, then I feel like the crap. I'm just also on toast. Beau: Oh. So you're not feeling great. Elliott: Beau, I doubt crap is great. Thus, you can conclude that she is not feeling great. Me: Well, actually, none of us really know what crap tastes like. Do we? It could be delicious for all we know! Beau: I once had crap on toast. It was disgusting. The bread I used for the toast was nasty. ( There isn't a particle of you that I don't know, remember, and want. ) :o) This is going to be a jolly holiday season. ♥ Mrs. Darcy! P.S. I made the most beautiful King Kong icons of the century, but because people hotlinked my bandwidth exceeded and no one can see them and I had to delete the post last night, right after I spent like five hours putting it up, and I wanted to cry. You don't care at all. But if any of you have any interest in having a King Kong icon, let me know and I'll show mine to you. P.P.S. Pritty new icons! I had no idea we could have six! Plus it was time for a change, so I got ALL new ones :oD P.P.P.S. WHO THE HELL IS SCREWED FOR ALL-STATE?! Me! I am!! Over here!!! |
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| Wednesday, December 7th, 2005 |
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Oxar: My god, I hate my freshmen. I was in a TERRIBLE mood a few minutes ago, but I'm okay now... I'm recovering. Went downstairs, got a diet coke, got three cookies from the cookie lady... Masha: Aaah, the cookies! They're like therapy. I'm only updating because it has been forEVER and if I let it go any longer it just might never happen ever again, which would be terrible. I'd go through the little "I'm not updating anymore guys, lj has become my life" phase, and you guys would be like "*kill*" and I would be like "*does not last entire day*" and yadda yadda yadda and I thought I'd spare the world wide web the drama. All of that means, of course, that I really have nothing to say and I'm doing this purely for continuity's sake. So prepare yourselves, you just might fall asleep and your head will hit the keyboard when you collapse and then your computer might give you the blue screen of death. ( No other path, no other way-- No day but today. ) Speaking of new, and inspiration-- I FINALLY MADE AN ICON JOURNAL! It's chords_remind. It is a contributor to my not updating-- I set myself deadlines for certain icons to be finished, and this week I have a TON to make by Friday and won't possibly finish them all (the latest iconage obsession is Rent, which started right after I'd exhausted all the Walk the Line screencaps I could find), so every second I spend on the computer is spent on Photoshop.Okay clearly my not having anything to say is all bullcrap. I even have more to say, but this entry is long and boring enough, so I'll add it into the next one in which I will talk about my upcoming crazy-packed weekend. Screw cookies. Livejournal is like therapy. I'm feeling much better already. ♥! ~quel |
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| Monday, November 21st, 2005 |
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Hokay, so I'm in a positively brilliant mood. I don't know what happened. I really do feel... rejuvenated. I had a feeling this was coming. I got worried in fifth period when it still hadn't fully taken over, but it has now; I am engulfed in pure happiness and I want it to stay this way forever and ever and ever. I have given up on recounting my two fantastic consecutive weekends. I was going to continue the saga, but I mean, honestly, my two fantastic consecutive weekends were like, a month ago, and I still can't get through them? I'm moving oooon, yo. Also, since I am going to ridiculously fall on my ass in math tomorrow unless I go study soon, and my weekend this week blew anyway, I'm just going to do a lightning-speed update of everything going on in my life right now, good AND bad. ( The Pants Experiment was a huge success ) ♥x♥x♥x♥x♥x♥x♥x♥ I hope that's enough to go around. ~Rakie P.s. I started Memoirs of a Geisha! Hooooo *die* could life be any sweeter? |
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| Monday, November 14th, 2005 |
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This week is the commencement of two things: 1. The Pants Experiment: I am wearing the same pair of pants for every single day of the week to a) see if anyone notices/says anything, and b) see if I notice any change in the pants themselves. I’m hoping to at some point in my life be able to say that the hole in my jeans was, in fact, made by me, but I don’t think I’m quite ready to let this particular pair of pants get all grungy just yet. I’m quite in love with them, to tell you the truth. This week is just to see if they show signs of wear, or anything. 2. Project Yearbook: So, the other day I’m all, complaining about how I’m completely head over heels in love with this year’s graduating class but can’t possibly afford an expensive as crap yearbook by which to remember their faces, when it suddenly hits me: Document the year my OWN way! I know this is very akin to cherie_morte’s lj yearbook last year, but I swear I hadn’t even remembered that she did that when I had this idea. Plus, mine is going to be slightly different in that I’m completely PLANNING on making this yearbook. From now on, I’m bringing my camera to school every day and taking pictures of every-day life just like the real yearbook staff does, and, well-- I don’t want to give anything away, but you’ll see how it works out.From now on, I am... *drumroll* Rakl! With week-old jeans and a camera around her neck! Catchy, no? ♥ |
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| Friday, November 11th, 2005 |
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My god, I am THE most jealous, possessive girl EVER! I HATE it! Why can't I just be cool with everything??? Arrrrrg. I want to be RID of it. I don't want to be possessive ANYmore! I don't want to be envious, jealous, it's effing annoying! I want it to die! DIE!!! ... *phew* Now that THAT's over... Well, I read berryfondue's update and got all mellow and pensive and depressed, so, thanks a lot Vivi! Hehe, I kid. I hope you're feeling less complicated, though. Unless you like it like that. I know I personally hate it.So, I step outside for a second and realize that the day is GORGEOUS, so I'm like, crap, dude! I have way too much to do today, I'm never going to get a chance to hang out outside! But the sky, you guys-- it was ridiculous. It was so perfect, you have no idea. Oh, to have a camera that second. So I come up with this brilliant idea: I'm going to practice outside. And I did! In the little pritty area shaded with trees behind my house, paved with huge, flat white stones, I brought out my stand and music and violin and played. Of course I sounded awful so after one hour got exceedingly discouraged, concluded that if Bach were still alive I'd kill him, and went back inside. But I felt like I was part of a Jane Austen novel, it was breathtaking. Speaking of Jane Austen, PRIDE AND PREJUDICE GOT REALLY GOOD REVIEWS!!! I'm ecstatic. I was SO worried that they were going to ruin the book, but they didn't. I don't know, Keira seemed so wrong for the part, but the Herald gave it three stars. I'm crossing my fingers that I like it. Elisa, read like the wind! I think non-musicians that love music romanticize it, just like I romanticize love and singing and all the things I'm unfamiliar with. It bothers me that a non-musician that is obsessed with music is seen as "deep" and “intellectual” or something, and a musician that is caught complaining about orchestra rehearsal "doesn't appreciate the beauty" or whatever. It's different. You can't expect things to be the same under different circumstances. Hanyways, before I get too caught up in my stupid brain again (my god I hate thinking), I'm going to make a little progress on my account of my now infamous consecutive awesome weekends! ( So, how many of you used All you ever care about is breakfast cerealS in a conversation this week? ) ♥ to whoever made it through that. I'm so sorry I can't figure my camera out, I'm sure the boringness would be much more bearable with pritty pictures for distraction. -Rakl (there's been another change! 5unshine1nabag, aka Kristina, the originator of the name "Rackle," has just informed me that she always thought Rackle should be spelt Rakl. And since SHE made it, I cannot go against her wishes.P.S. Me on AIM: yeah, I also started typing something then backspaced until it was all deleted and pressed enter and I was like, oh... I can't send nothing... Teehee. Raise your hand if you're a spastic space cadet! |
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| Tuesday, November 8th, 2005 |
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Yesterday, for some reason, was much more lovely than today. I think it may have had something to do with the fact that we didn't do step in P.E., I was still ahead in my lab, math was about the greatest thing ever (nothing beats the fun Ivan and I have in that class), though not a single note was taken, computers was pimpin' as usual, and Gershfeld was in a good mood (although those new seating arrangements are cuh-razy!). Brandon still sucked, but ah, what can you do. At least I bore it with a smile. After such a terrific day, who couldn't? And... who has ever heard of a terrific Monday? Today wasn't SO bad. It only got really awful in math, when I failed my test. You know how I get when I fail. I seriously thought I was going to cry. It didn't help that Sam was kind of pissing me off (she does that sometimes, it's weird-- and just yesterday she was the coolest), so I knew what I had to do, and I could only pray it worked: I skipped lunch and went straight to the computer lab, where I made the most beautiful icons I have ever made in my life. Oh, and it worked. If I didn't love Photoshop completely, wholeheartedly before, I am now most definitely positive that it is my soulmate. And for the rest of the day I was all smiles. Math test? What math test? Gershfeld: *in a little angry rant about how people are always absent* If you are DEAD, I want you in rehearsal! Yikes. Talk about strict. Oh, before I forget, everyone: eyes to the icon, please! Indeed, I AM obsessed: Memoirs has just replaced Miho as default icon! Whoa. basilico, you are the coolest for being like, the only person ever to be obsessed with Sin City AND Memoirs of a Geisha at the same time, plus iconing BOTH of them! You're my hero.( I don't steal, and I don't lie, but I can feel, and I can cry-- a fact I bet you never knew ) I ramble ridiculously. I think I should see a doctor. Well, that leaves NO room for Halloween! Catch ya next time ♥ Rackle P.S. That's my new way of spelling Rackel. It used to be Rackel. But that could easily be confused as "Rack-ell". If it's spelt Rackle, no one can possibly pronounce it as anything but the name rhyming with cackle! |
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| Sunday, November 6th, 2005 |
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Chainsaws, sirens, and dark debris-strewn streets filled with looters-- post-hurricane life bears a striking resemblance to Sin City! And you thought I wouldn’t notice... ( You don't care at all. No, really, don't read it. ) Oh, to have infinite expendable time... Anyways, I thought I’d give you all a look at my Latest Obsessions: 1. Memoirs of a Geisha: Ho.my.god. I am SEEING that, whether someone will come with me or not. The madre says I can’t see it, though, unless I read the book first, so I have to haul ass and finish Cold Mountain already. 2. Conan o’Brien: I took a tour of NBC studios when I was in New York. It was a really interesting tour. I’ve never seen his show… ever… but I concluded that he is my new husband. 3. The Shins: Maybe I will invest in actually getting their CD so I can hear more than one song. Sha right! I’m cheap, remember? 4. Peter Sarsgaard: I saw Flightplan in New York, too (and The Wedding Date! And it was way cute, I don’t know why it got such bad reviews. I mean, obviously it’s not like, quality cinema, or something, but I thought it was good for what it was), and decided that I can easily look past his annoying squinty-eyed look because, well... *drool* 5. Sudokus!!!: The Word Search in the games section of Tropical Life of the Miami Herald recently got replaced with this number puzzle called a universal sudoku, and it is SO cool. I’m completely hooked. So how did you all spend your hurricane days? Mine were actually quite pritty. It was a full five days or so of eating out, going to sleep early, waking up early when the sun rose, heading to the tennis courts to sit in the corner and read while I watched my parents try to play (oh yes-- they have discovered tennis… *facepalm*), sitting outside with friends eating barbecue and looking at stars... Am I creating youthful memories? I hope so. I have yet to climb a tree and eat watermelon, or sneak out of my house (*snort* like I’ll ever do that) or do something crazy (*snort* again). I’ll let you know how it goes. Okay, this entry is long enough; I’ll tell you ALL about my two, CONSECUTIVE fantastic weekends next time! (My god am I getting behind...) (Oh, and hopefully I will at long last figure out how to import my birthday pictures, from over a month ago, but... sha. Right.) -quelly |
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| Friday, October 21st, 2005 |
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(Deleting last post, I'm not responsible for the insanity, I swear. Oh, I also love you guys for the support. Shoutout of love to wutendeskind, cherie_morte, chlomeister9, villains_rock, and fruitcake390!) *sigh* Aaah, the end of another week that ticks down our existence on earth. It's depressing to think that I'm only going to be here for another eighty something years, and I just spent ANOTHER week zoning out in Pre-Cal! Like, hello, when is LIFE going to start?! ( I have nothing cute to say for my message. Oooh! Puppies! There, that's cute. ) Alright, anyone want to help me make this weekend as much of a success as the last? Oh, drat, Wilma just might ruin my plans. *shrug* If she's in any way nice, she'll come on Sunday so GMYS is cancelled and do enough damage so school is out on Monday, but not so much that I run out of power again. That effing blew. ♥! P.S. I... *groan* I left something out. I... *deep breath* I ... I got a phone. Elisa, I can no longer critiize you for getting a myspace because I have a phone. And let me tell you, it SUCKS! |
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| Thursday, October 13th, 2005 |
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I'm back! Did any of you miss me? Hmm... doubtful. You will be happy to hear though, that, despite my headache (what else is new), I'm happy! Yesterday was perfect, this week is even better, and the PMS demon has left my poor, tortured soul to go torment some other adolescent. Isn't that exciting?! ( Money can't buy happiness. But it can buy marshmallows, which are, like, almost the same thing. ) Today I'm definitely going to practice my butt off, for a ton of things. I have to do Ratner's stupid third grade assignment (honestly, I'm starting to expect that for Thanksgiving she's going to have us trace our hands and decorate little turkeys) which is definitely going to put a damper on things because, stupid as it may be, I still can't think of anything to write. Elisa, want to be my new boyfriend? Chloe, come shoe shopping with me! I need pink shoes! *kisses*, on the house ♥ |
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| Thursday, October 6th, 2005 |
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Me: Oh no. Maggie just made the I'mgoingtobooteverywhere sound. Madre: What? She was just coughing! Me: Pff! Coughing and throwing up are like, the same thing in dog world! I think Thad doing the zumba is the cutest thing I have ever seen. In Navarro, I doodled THE most I have ever doodled in a class, in my life. I didn't even take notes. Not once. Usually I'll jot down a couple numbers that seem important, or something, but today I just plopped into that icebox and drew all over my notebook. It was wonderfully liberating. I did a charming portrait of Oren sleeping, actually. Ivan was touching me the whole time. (I wore the fuzzy shirt. Ivan says if you put the ugliest person in the world in that shirt, he will caress them still. Then again, if Reese Witherspoon was Ivan's mother, he would still do her. That says something about Ivan's thinking...) Then in Theory, Brandon decided that he wants to end his career in music as a marching band director. Brandon: *ponders out loud about starting a marching band for New World* Zach: Hahaha! Are you kidding?! We'd be like, "Wait, what? You want us to move... over there? Come on, man, we're already out here in the SUN!" Jamie: Okay, first we're going around THIS block and down THAT street, then we're going to circle back to the college building! |
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| Tuesday, October 4th, 2005 |
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY PHRUITIEST of LOVERS! |
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| Monday, October 3rd, 2005 |
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The Best Week Ever Wednesday was my BIRTHDAY! Whoo 15. Permit, or not to permit? Who knows. Maybe I'll be the first in my family to get my license before I'm 23. ...Maybe not. Hanyways, I took my padre's digital camera to school and fabulous camerawhoring ensued. Pictures to come. Gia and Sagette made my day--seriously, I'm having their children-- and then, afterschool, I was supposed to meet up with the greatest Coral Reefer duo ever (you know who you are), but, I was a bitch and arrived half an hour late. They left. Bummer. Instead I hung out with Kristina, Sergein, Tosha, and Chloe, then Ivan (muchos points for buying me food!) and fun ChloequelIvan bonding ensued. Chloe helped make my birthday, too. ♥ Then open house. Yay Andrea and Michi! YAY for listening to Gia's mix CD gift, becoming ridiculously emotional, and crying myself to sleep! Thursday was Miss New World all day (blast forgetting my camera at home! SUCH good photo opportunities!). I can't explain it here, this update is too long already, but nonNew Worlders, ask what it is! It's total brilliance! Theeeen, rehearsal at my one, my only, my beloved COCOWALK! Yay bonding with Ali (the freshman), love her to death too! Thank you whoever thought of getting me a birthday cheesecake at Cheesecake Factory, that came as a total surprise and thus was very very happy! Friday I was at a gig all day, so I didn't go to any classes. Then after school Gia and Sam and I hopped over to Hope Center to meet our best buddies, and I love my buddy. He's so adorable, and I'm completely in love with him, it's actually really sad; I can't wait till next Buddy visit. Upon my return, my mom and I were really sad because our dog is dying and I am PMSing intensely, so we walked up to Cocowalk, bought Gilmore Girls Season 4 (*SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE Saturday we went out to this amazing restaurant for my belated birthday dinner. Delicious food, even more delicious cheesecake. Why do I love cheesecake so much? Sunday was GMYS. Bummer, right? But it turns out I made symphony chamber, and I got fourth chair in seating auditions (god knows why, I screwed up ridiculously and I'm not even exaggerating, I tried shifting to an F and landed on, like, an A), which made me very happy. After discovering I won something at gg_epicontest, I was set up for a very happy Monday. And a relatively happy Monday it was. I met new people and I didn't eat with my usual group of friends, and I'm sure everyone knows how much I love BOTH of those. Sorry this was so boring, I felt I had to update or I'd slip into my never-ending "short break" again. Oh, and because I can: ( Pictures! Pictures you SO wouldn't care about, but I'm having fun, I can post pictures! ) That's all, folks. ♥ |
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sweaty.
whee.
happy.
serene, but not bad at all.
rollercoaster.
not bad.
hormones attack.
been better.
rejuvenated.
better.