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Wednesday, April 10th, 2002
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7:17 pm - i love ian mckellen.
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that man is beautiful.
as is jennifer.
and elijah.
current mood:  enthralled
current music: millionsa peaches, peaches for me.. millionsa peaches..
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| Tuesday, April 9th, 2002
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8:47 am - ...and she rolled RIGHT out the door!
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i wish IIIIIIII had a door..
anyway. i'm a-goin t'rhodey! *cough* too much talking w/ hicks..
lol. it's like Dancing With Wolves..
Talking With Hicks..
i'm gonna go to alabayma tomorrow i think. it'll be nice.
as long as i'd be welcomed- ;D wouldn't wanna impose.
on the phone w/ serrge.
eating watermelon.
hung up on kendall last night cuz my phone battery died and i was too lazy to go get another one (sorry sweetz ;D)
and i love meatballs
*cough*
serge: EMILE SHUT UP!!!
serge'smom: SERRGE!!!
serge: it's one thing when MOM sings but YOU'RE SO TONE DEAF!!!
serge'smom: Serrge DONT EVER STIFLE HIS CREATIVITY!!!
serge: YOU say it all the time! you're always like "that kid can't hold a note!"
serge'smom: yeah but i don't say it to his face!
lol.
i love that woman.
"hey mom, tell me the story about how dad walked out on you during your performance."
"which one? he walked out on ALL of them."
oh boy. what a HOOT.
THAT'S SEXY KIND OF!
i love you alabama joe. ;)
current mood:  full
current music: susan's in the kitchen w/ a banjo.. *blinkblink* uhhh...
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| Monday, April 8th, 2002
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11:39 pm - fuck youuuuuuuuuu
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dude!!!
I HATE YOU.
don't fucking talk to me. ever, EVER again.
scenework, that's it.
what stupid assholes.
what incredible amounts of betrayal i'm getting here.
current mood:  pissed off
current music: when i am queen - joj (yeeuh oldskool)
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11:22 pm - i wont call you that, i promise i won't!
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No one can hate you, you're Goo Goo Dolls! You're just calm and reserved by nature, no need to be in everyone's faces, but that doesn't mean you're shallow! You're full of emotions people just need to listen to you to get to know.
So which BAND are YOU?
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ha.. goo goo. oh man. it makes me laugh. laughity laugh laugh.
HAAAAAAAAAAA.
kindal you're too young for sexual relationships, i can't take it.. it's like a g-rated orgy everyday with these people..!!!!!!!
one sock two shoe
left sock thats blue
after all these years.
current mood:  sore
current music: LOL i love it! sore LOLJORklehuothektLTIOheitlaOLO
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| Sunday, April 7th, 2002
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3:49 pm - why wont my journal opennnnnnnnnnn
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| Saturday, April 6th, 2002
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10:18 pm - i want to show her that world. this world. our world. open her eyes.
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hm.. for once in my contradictorial short/long life, i'm gonna sit back, tilt my head, and not be the one to step forward.
..i hope i can.
i had a renewed sense of artistry after tonight..
black box open mic night fuckin rules my world, man.
seriously.
seth's thing blewwwwwww me away..
and the tap thing, well, we've all seen that. but nick's blackflip was pretty coo', plus that song he wrote for his rents that he played on the bus? haha.. "well. this was supposed to be dedicated to my dad again, but he's not here, and-"
(cheeze does a weird motion that cannot be described- takes too much thought)
"...now it's dedicated to karyn!"
ha. yeah.. gracie's friend meg was pretty neato. i wanna get to know that girl. ;)
! i felt so bad.. i mean.. you know how i simply cannot turn people down? how i can't bring myself to do that?
well this one guy asked for my number, and.. well actually here's how it went.
(kbat and cheeze reenter black box lobby after going to get our stuff in the main building.)
(guy steps up.)
"hi, i just wanted to know if you had a boyfriend..?"
(cheeze=blink. cheeze=pulls kbat's arm around her.)
";D, nah, GIRLfriend."
(guy laughs and keeps moving closer. ahh.)
"haha, so.. can i have your number??"
(sigh.)
"sure! um, here."
(big smile.)
(guy smiles.)
"want my number? :D"
(kbat laughs hysterically in the bg, because my mom has just walked in and kbat is leading her into black box.)
"ah.. sure."
(cheeze waits patiently as guy writes about 80 million numbers.)
"thanks! :D"
"you gonna call me?"
"ah.. who knows!"
"okay, cool."
...mreahmreah.
so yeah. and then the nonchalantly slipping a paper w/ a number and name on it onto our table. reaaaaaaaal smooth, buddy. that kid was odd.
then kbat was given an index card from some random chick i chilled w/ at CP today, that performed a few times. "you have a secret admirer over there."
(kbat&cheeze look. try to not laugh.)
oh man.
so we ended up writing HOW BOUT NO, SCOTT on the assorted, aforementioned papers and leaving them there. eh.
you know.. what happened to ze good old days of the i'm-a-lesbian xcuse... mreeah.
ah well.
kbat and i both got that eerie feeling where you know you just HAVE to go, a small defiant step towards a child's independance.
however, we did not, because my mom was at the curb. haha.
but yeeuh.
some of the ppl just ruled quite alot. i couldnt take it.
;D
i was like.. rhyming and being all "thoughtful" on the way home..
universe upon universe, existing alongside each other-
two or more points wholly plotted, alotted to the same plane.
i've heard and spoke and told and listened to the usual claims..
one evolution, one humanity, a way too vast imagery of each seperate brain.
shh.. it's alright, close your eyes, tilt your head.
you're weary, it's hard work, just, rest your head...
...while i RANT and i RAVE
and we PRESSURE and we CAVE
and we TRY and DIE and CRY and LIE
and continue on, not even wondering why
pull yourself out, live in the moment, don't let it consume you
for the purples, the blacks, the red white and jews
the produced version of it all, sit back and watch it unfold like a high-budget artistic film
pull yourself out, think about the others.
one life, one love.
one earth, from the bronze
to the greek,
to the howling at the moon,
to the medieval with castles and the dynasties with monsoons.
to the cultured people, manicured perfectly,
to the new innovations, "just turn the radiator on whenever you want some heat"
to the brains being washed over and out again,
to harriet's revolutions from a double-edged pen,
to the wars and the battles and the fights and death,
to the people vying for our lives,
while we buy crystal meth,
to the flower children amongst hate,
to the hateful amongst that spectacular 9/11 date,
live in the moment, be well and swell,
or be depressed, put your life into that perfect prom dress,
revel in the dimly-light DONT WALK sign's greatness,
or the trusting puppy eyes, who can never love you any less,
but when it's consumptive it's ignoring,
and when it's ignoring, you're the pompous asshole snoring,
the one in the back of the theatre, thinking about his stupid dick,
or the asshole who refuses to open her eyes, not even to blink,
so feel surreal and think about you, them, us
grab a new perspective, try it on for size,
don't turn away from the lifestream's cries,
whether you're physically there,
metaphorically there,
i honestly don't care,
but it will matter,
when you're dropped in some new world,
and you feel like you're alice, sitting across from the mad hatter,
you'll stare and deny,
and feel, and try,
because they're a third world nation,
while we're first rate,
but slowly serve our own heads up on plates...
so will you exist, love, tolerate,
stand, be, appreciate..?
or are the comfort of your ways much too deceiving?
while our own kids and their kids are internally bleeding?
while living upon our great mother earth?
amd will you sit and dwell upon your hearth...
not daring to risk it,
nevermind sweetie, go back to sleep,
go back to bed.
owww..!!
too much poetry tonight!!
ha.
anyway.
love you all.
muah and etc.
gotta gooo
current mood: pleased
current music: jumbleage of the performances in my head.
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10:18 pm - i want to show her that world. this world. our world. open her eyes.
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hm.. for once in my contradictorial short/long life, i'm gonna sit back, tilt my head, and not be the one to step forward.
..i hope i can.
i had a renewed sense of artistry after tonight..
black box open mic night fuckin rules my world, man.
seriously.
seth's thing blewwwwwww me away..
and the tap thing, well, we've all seen that. but nick's blackflip was pretty coo', plus that song he wrote for his rents that he played on the bus? haha.. "well. this was supposed to be dedicated to my dad again, but he's not here, and-"
(cheeze does a weird motion that cannot be described- takes too much thought)
"...now it's dedicated to karyn!"
ha. yeah.. gracie's friend meg was pretty neato. i wanna get to know that girl. ;)
! i felt so bad.. i mean.. you know how i simply cannot turn people down? how i can't bring myself to do that?
well this one guy asked for my number, and.. well actually here's how it went.
(kbat and cheeze reenter black box lobby after going to get our stuff in the main building.)
(guy steps up.)
"hi, i just wanted to know if you had a boyfriend..?"
(cheeze=blink. cheeze=pulls kbat's arm around her.)
";D, nah, GIRLfriend."
(guy laughs and keeps moving closer. ahh.)
"haha, so.. can i have your number??"
(sigh.)
"sure! um, here."
(big smile.)
(guy smiles.)
"want my number? :D"
(kbat laughs hysterically in the bg, because my mom has just walked in and kbat is leading her into black box.)
"ah.. sure."
(cheeze waits patiently as guy writes about 80 million numbers.)
"thanks! :D"
"you gonna call me?"
"ah.. who knows!"
"okay, cool."
...mreahmreah.
so yeah. and then the nonchalantly slipping a paper w/ a number and name on it onto our table. reaaaaaaaal smooth, buddy. that kid was odd.
then kbat was given an index card from some random chick i chilled w/ at CP today, that performed a few times. "you have a secret admirer over there."
(kbat&cheeze look. try to not laugh.)
oh man.
so we ended up writing HOW BOUT NO, SCOTT on the assorted, aforementioned papers and leaving them there. eh.
you know.. what happened to ze good old days of the i'm-a-lesbian xcuse... mreeah.
ah well.
kbat and i both got that eerie feeling where you know you just HAVE to go, a small defiant step towards a child's independance.
however, we did not, because my mom was at the curb. haha.
but yeeuh.
some of the ppl just ruled quite alot. i couldnt take it.
;D
i was like.. rhyming and being all "thoughtful" on the way home..
universe upon universe, existing alongside each other-
two or more points wholly plotted, alotted to the same plane.
i've heard and spoke and told and listened to the usual claims..
one evolution, one humanity, a way too vast imagery of each seperate brain.
shh.. it's alright, close your eyes, tilt your head.
you're weary, it's hard work, just, rest your head...
...while i RANT and i RAVE
and we PRESSURE and we CAVE
and we TRY and DIE and CRY and LIE
and continue on, not even wondering why
pull yourself out, live in the moment, don't let it consume you
for the purples, the blacks, the red white and jews
the produced version of it all, sit back and watch it unfold like a high-budget artistic film
pull yourself out, think about the others.
one life, one love.
one earth, from the bronze
to the greek,
to the howling at the moon,
to the medieval with castles and the dynasties with monsoons.
to the cultured people, manicured perfectly,
to the new innovations, "just turn the radiator on whenever you want some heat"
to the brains being washed over and out again,
to harriet's revolutions from a double-edged pen,
to the wars and the battles and the fights and death,
to the people vying for our lives,
while we buy crystal meth,
to the flower children amongst hate,
to the hateful amongst that spectacular 9/11 date,
live in the moment, be well and swell,
or be depressed, put your life into that perfect prom dress,
revel in the dimly-light DONT WALK sign's greatness,
or the trusting puppy eyes, who can never love you any less,
but when it's consumptive it's ignoring,
and when it's ignoring, you're the pompous asshole snoring,
the one in the back of the theatre, thinking about his stupid dick,
or the asshole who refuses to open her eyes, not even to blink,
so feel surreal and think about you, them, us
grab a new perspective, try it on for size,
don't turn away from the lifestream's cries,
whether you're physically there,
metaphorically there,
i honestly don't care,
but it will matter,
when you're dropped in some new world,
and you feel like you're alice, sitting across from the mad hatter,
you'll stare and deny,
and feel, and try,
because they're a third world nation,
while we're first rate,
but slowly serve our own heads up on plates...
so will you exist, love, tolerate,
stand, be, appreciate..?
or are the comfort of your ways much too deceiving?
while our own kids and their kids are internally bleeding?
while living upon our great mother earth?
amd will you sit and dwell upon your hearth...
not daring to risk it,
nevermind sweetie, go back to sleep,
go back to bed.
owww..!!
too much poetry tonight!!
ha.
anyway.
love you all.
muah and etc.
gotta gooo
current mood: pleased
current music: jumbleage of the performances in my head.
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| Wednesday, April 3rd, 2002
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9:28 pm - ground control to maaaaaaaaaay-jah tom...!!!
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aTaLaNTaSUMMER01: but in retrospect, it feels odd for me.. cuz.. i dont know. you're not there..?
WhitneyQ7: yeah
aTaLaNTaSUMMER01: and i feel like i think of academy now, and it's academy. and i think of you, and i dont like.. relate the two together..? does that make sense? like you and academy are two seperate xperiences.
WhitneyQ7: it should..i mean if i was there and you werent...it would suck
WhitneyQ7: maybe thats a good thing..
..odd.
oddity..
...space, oddity?
AHAHA.
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8:16 pm - oh man..
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you guys have no idea how nice it is to watch TLU..
i can't even take it.. that movie is so wonderous...
anyway. let's see.
caffeine is becoming a bit bothersome.. considering that i'm up to my max of 12 a day.. and i'm tryin to spread em out or somethin but duddde.. seriously.. i'm just taking more and more..
then i get wickedly dehydrated and shit and not even hyper, just jittery and i get spastic bursts.. ugh..
yeah so i thought i was gonna black out today. yeah that woulda been fun, eh? ..blah.
anyway. yeeuh.
i love you TLU.!
and. aah. the commericial man- you think ppl would've gotten weary of it by now.. but.. nope. there's still like a minimum of 7 ppl who ask me if i was on tv in it or tell me they saw me at skool.. as good ol' Ja would say, "ayy..." ;D
hm.
i want to be a unicorn...
erpletjirghfrjhnd..
time to do some hw. yup. i'm doin it these days (well.. to an xtent ;D)
what else.. hmm hmm hmm..
i dont know much on ze guitar, but i have learned a few songs and can do some fun stuff.. ;D
i'm a-gettin there guys, promise.
oh boy. lol.. went to dance share day cuz kbat wanted me to watch her and the class was hilarious. i love it.
um.
writin a song. well.. tis mostly written. but. it rules. yeeuh.
i could grow to like this guitarring. i really could.
hm. i wish i knew where that canvas crap i useda have in my room is. tis prolly in mi basement or somethin.. but.. anyway. i feel like painting. yeeuh.
or procrastinating ;).. shhh..
well..
i love ... everyone
(this is para tu, kbat.)
things i cant take
*Jovaughn.*
*WRITING PICTURES!*
*Balto 2*
*"Robertttt"*
*...The Great One.*
*Mis viejas peliculas. ;D*
*AP and AP2:TSWSM*
*Kate's feet.*
*Weirdos LURKING in the hallway, outside of class.*
*LURKING IN THE HALLWAY!*
*KBat tripping.*
*The gee-tah.*
*People with gorgeous voices.*
*All the woods and trails behind the land in WL.*
*Red Berries!*
*Lady.*
*My kitchen floor.*
*Gandalf!*
*...Buffy. Ahh.*
*Giles' voice.*
*T/W.*
*LotR.*
*Mini water bottles w/ flouride.*
*Old people.*
*Old people in mechanical wheelchairs.*
*People in wheelchairs, period.*
*People falling/tripping.*
*Funny noises.*
*..the ever-present changing of mother earth.*
*shooting stars.*
*Unicorns......*
*"..Robert?....bobby?"*
*America (the group)*
*The old woman at the mall, smiling fondly at the ceramic cat on the shelf.*
*The purity that runs through absolutely every human being who is part of this earth. The innocence and absolutely amazing THING that flows among each and every one of us.*
*Ahem. Did I mention Unicorns?*
*Gorgeous eyes. Big, beautiful eyes.*
*The smell Vike constantly emits.*
*Roberta Battersby.*
*LET THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPEL YOU!!!*
*Dex as a nun.*
*FruitBat. Ha.*
*Fatness.*
*The taste of tulips.*
*Really good productions.*
*Sr.B's lameness.*
*Iris, the guitar.*
*My idols.*
*Sleeping, dreaming.*
*The delicious, cleansing pain. The good one.*
*The 'fro Shrug.*
*Nostalgia.*
*A feeling of emptiness in my stomach. Cleansing, as well.*
*Contact with people.*
*The evolution of us, as humans.. it's so big to take in, but..*
*Vast fields with obnoxious "NO TRESPASSING, PRIVATE PROPERTY" signs pounded into a structure, where it's safe to lie and feel.*
*Acid Tetris.*
okay that's enough outta you, missie.
hrm. seems to me like it started as a list of things i can't take meaning what the lists usually mean- things we find so incredibly amusing that we just CANNOT take it!
but then again, some were things that I simply cannot take because they amaze me so much and i find them so incredibly beautiful... and i can't take that these things are in my life.
and then, some things were not necessarily positive things, however... we all know that despite something being positive or not- it's still good for me. :D
whether it rips me apart and makes me stronger, or lets me slide a little, to learn a lesson- I CANT TAKE ANY OF IT! ahh.. i could write that list for hourssssssss and hours..!!
but i wont. don't worry. :D
love you all.
in the sea..
the fish have learned to fly,
on a moonlight night
..on wings of silver
as the enchanted stars,
sail serenely by..
do they know, where do unicorns go..?
where winged horses fly..?
narawhales lost at sea..
and never seen again.
i need to go.. do something.. after the activities during the xtremity of ze fullness of the moon.. oh man.. that was the best. i loved it. i believe i'll go on my roof. or maybe i won't.
who knows???
the possibilities are endless.
current mood: pleased
current music: the sea - TLU/america
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| Tuesday, April 2nd, 2002
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10:18 pm - i am a roving gambler, how do you do?
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i love the last unicorn.
i was such a fantasy child.
...still am.
how i miss the days that would just allow me to dream and play all day.
oh henry. you are my pickle faced, consumptive maaary-jaaaaaaaane..
*cough*
..so.
yes.
go senor tolkien
go mister peter s. beagle
ah..
walk behind me, and i may not lead.
walk in front of me, and i may not follow.
walk beside me, as a friend.
but you see, friends...
the *true* question is...
Do you still wanna go to Florida..?
...that's all there is to it.
current mood:  blah
current music: time of your life - greenday..tryin to get la musica rite ;)
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10:13 pm - ..and i knew the journal thing was a bad, stupid idea.
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mreah. get over it, kid.
..........ahhhh
how painful (imaginary, eh?)
fuck youuuuuuuu
current mood: annoyed
current music: the sea - tlu/america
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7:02 pm - ooh, PS.
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ha.. that boy is amazing.
KBaT411: guess wut rek said 2day
aTaLaNTaSUMMER01: what
KBaT411: he wuz like omg
KBaT411: whitney is comin bak soon
aTaLaNTaSUMMER01: ....
KBaT411: i wuz like u still like her?!
KBaT411: he wuz like yea hehe
KBaT411: i kno
"you make me feel like i can fly..!"
"what's goin on!"
current mood: amused
current music: eulogy - tool
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6:44 pm - hrm......
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so. i'm way caught up and doin well in the school-like division of my so called life ;D
...xcept for this horrid project. that took everyone like 2 weeks of ACTUALLY working EVERY DAY on it.. and i hafta turn it in tomorrow...
...see what happens when you procrastinate, kids?
i'm still undecided about what to do about it. maybe i'll miraculously finish tonight before i sleep ;D... who knows!
anyway.
9 Constructions
19 Applications
10 Theorems
and 3 short-essay-like things...
oh boy.
who do they think i am.. john nash.. jeeeeeeeeeez...
oh well.. lol. :D
hm. i love serrge. mi amigo rules.
ha.. gave nick a ride home today and my mom started asking him about.....*cough*...okay karyn this is already a pointless/stupid story, let's stop while we're ahead. so yeah that story would've sucked, guys. ;D
hmmmmmmmmm... my lockie buds are not so bad, my 'cad buds aren't so bad either... lookin like tis gonna be a brite day :D
i went to the first student council thing at academy today.. got out of barile's early (!! YES) so i could get there at 12, went in..
discussed GSA stuff..
third-period classes and how some should be semester-classes..
having more looking in-type tour groups who can help the public skool people connect with their inner artists better...
just, stuff.
but... guesss whooo wasss therrrrrrrrrrre..!!
ha! me and kbat's reason for signing up! LOL
she came in late (well so did i, but she was LATE-ER)
and oh man it was wickedly xciting. WE'RE NERDY, I KNOWWWWWWWW...
speaking of us being nerdy- how about the hallway before eileen's when seth was talkin about the commercial and we wouldnt shut up about the "dump" part of the "rap/chant/poem" thing for jill's.. oh man.. kbat brings out the retard in me.. lol.
also nerdy today- in the elevator, when dex leaned against the closed door and her bag made a funny noise and me and kbat like.. diedddd.. and lisa from the other class and sarah pilla were just like.. oh jesus...
oh man. i love it. lol.
i can't wait for share day- we're gonna be SOOO dumb in jill's thing and kbat and i will laugh and the upperclassmen will all shake their heads and say, "how immature" and we'll just die. i love it so much. lol.
hm.. but even NERDIER was the note dex found in the bathroom- which was all coded and lame! HA it was like the monowhatever fonts where it's like symbols and little pics.. and me and dex were decoding it during script.. oh man i love it.. lol.. anyway..
oh. so. input, random readers or whoever feels like commenting.
serrge and i are tryin to see if we should have kbat trip w/ us while watchin Balto 2 this weekend.. what do you think?? ;D
reasons:
*kbat has only smoked weed, and i want to show her a better high.
*kbat, hallucinating.. enough said
*i love kbat
*BALTO 2, ENOUGH SAID!
*better w/ us then at a stupid party w/ dex, lol.
reasons NOT to:
*no xperience (hey no time like the present tho!)
*we should maybe work her up to shrooms
*neg fx if we end up w/ some acid xperiences while tripping and most likely there will be weed.. we all know that STUPID SPIDER SHIT WITH THE ACID+WEED, EH SERRGE.
so.. plus use your own opinions ;D
and that's it.
goodnight moon..
goodnight kittens,
goodnight mittens..
goodnight house,
goodnight mouse..
goodnight three bears,
something rocking chairs..
goodnight moon.
current mood: full
current music: echo - kristin hersh
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5:27 pm - i cant even take it..!
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4:42 pm - hrmmmmmm..
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well. sorry for the lack of updating.
anyway.
uhhh.. LOL. i know.
kbat and vike slept over last night.
it "rueehwed" (rite serrge ;D)
and.. yeah. nothin xtremely xciting or eventful, but just bein w/ them is enuff for me :D
hm. we were gonna go do some adventurin thru the trails off of the park and stuff.. but it was like pitch black, and POURING.. so we ended up just chillin on random parts of my street in the rain.. cuz we were havin a semi-intense, then intense convo.. and we'd walk a lil.. talk for like an hour and stuff.. then walk a lil more.. etc.. and finally ended up home because me and my low iron levels self couldnt take the cold and wetness..
hm..
then we.. well.. kbat and i sat and watched as vike ate everything in my house.. *cough*
and thennn.. hmmmm...
oh yes. set up in the basement w/ thee pull out, got the drinks, the rettes, and the movie.
the movie was Balto 2: Wolf Quest.
hm. my quick review:
it branched into its own story and would've been MARVELOUS as an original movie, but the fact was, it was a sequel. different voice talents made it seem weird, and being a sequel i don't think it had as much freedom to branch out into the exploration of alaskan/native american themes as much as it did- IT DIDNT FOLLOW THE ORIG.BALTO STORYLINE!!!
anyway.. but the visuals fuckin ruled. seriously.
i watched that before they came.. and all i could think during some parts were HOW BOSSSSSSSS IT WOULD BE TO BE TRIPPING OFF OF SHROOMS and watching that!!! seriously.. quite trippy, guys...
anyway.. then of course, watching it w/ kbat .. HAHA.
we didnt watch it seriously.. and ended up making everything sexual.. lol.. and funny..
so kbat and i were screaming and laughing and dying and i couldnt take it and like... oh henry. and vike was tired and half asleep.. and then she SNORED AHAHAHAHA LOL
i said something about Nava (the old.. *purrz & shivz* EXPERIENCEDDDDDD wolf) being beautiful.. like "ah it's beautiful."
and it was after i commented on vike snoring. and kbat goes, "what, her snoring???"
ha.. well. pointless story!
anyway.
off to serrge's to procrastinate further and do some guitarrin ;D
current mood: amused
current music: lil weird bob acous-techno crap..
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(jump in2 tha void.)
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| Saturday, March 30th, 2002
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9:26 pm - i love this man.
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12:06 pm - hmmm..
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| Friday, March 29th, 2002
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3:47 pm - hm.
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Which Chess Piece Are You?
v to c.
c to k.
k to d.
d to s.
s to c.
c to s.
s back to k.
what could possibly posess these people into caring so much that they'd make the unsaid into a product and written word that can be quoted of our feelings, so it can now be described easily, what with its label containing the name, date, and a brief description..?
oh well.
off to devise a way to convince myself into ending the ever-present procrastination when it comes to my homework, and then jump on the tready and do some ab work after that. :D
i've eaten way too much today, and i feel like Lady. lol. and whoever knows Lady- we all know what a bad thing this is.
then it's convincing the rents to let me go somewhere tonight even tho i stayed home sick today, then tomorrow off to the WP:THBSE rehearsal at 11 w/ kbat, then to the harriet beecher stowe house presentation/open house thing where 'twill be performed.
gotta love us groupies ;D
oh. also, kbat and i signed up for the student council thing.. haha.. this will be quite boss, considering The Great One is on it.. and we will be in thee same proximity as her... ...oh dear goddess. as a wise child once proclaimed, "my loins are quivering in anticipation..!"
AHH I LOVE IT!
current mood: excited
current music: puedes llegar (!!!) and now tis Wish - Wild Strawberries
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(jump in2 tha void.)
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| Saturday, March 23rd, 2002
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6:19 pm - i love you gandalf.
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He knows every TRICK in the book
lol. it's like Orin from RB...
his.. "wood".. eh, kindal?? *wink*
current mood: devious
current music: falling in - ttv
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| Friday, March 15th, 2002
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7:11 am - i've learned alot since you've been gone, about who i am, and what i want..
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ba deep deep deep deep bap bop ba da da
HE SNORES
she wheezes
SAY HOUSEWORK AND HE FREEZES
she eats these skeezy cheezes that i can't describe
I TALK, HE BREEZES
blablabla..
school is comin up! YES! lol.. ah man.
12:15.. dentist. 1-something.. back to SCHOOL AHH for a make-up quiz. 2-something.. get that guitaaaah case! 3-something.. stop by serrge's for ze gypsy. ;););). anddd 5..go w/ kbat to whatever we're doin, i forget.
when vil i have time to do that of the working out variety?
later kids.
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