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| Thanksgiving's tomorrow!! |
| 11.26.03 (4:30 pm) [edit] |
Well, today was interesting. All I've done is ride horses. I'm gonna be feelin this tomorrow... But Curtis and his girlfriend came over, and I wasn't even gonna ride, but my dear, sweet, psychotic aunt called over and told me and my sister that she had horses saddled for us. So we went over there to ride and rode for maybe 30 min, but it wasn't over. Oh, no, they left, and Amy and I (note proper English) came back home for maybe 10 min, then Michelle and her sis-in-law came and we rode for at least another hour. Yeah, it was a long day. And I'd actually taken a shower this morning! Normally I take them at night, but last night I stayed up too late, and just went right to bed. So I took one this morning. Now I have to take another one, cause we have a Thanksgiving church service tonight, and I can't smell like horse. No matter how much I like it, I don't think everyone else will....
But anyway, Jason and Amy are both going to be here tonight. I didn't know Amy was coming until she showed up this morning. Scared the crap outta me... Just walked in the door. But Jason's comin in tonight. And we're all goin over to my aunt's tomorrow, then to my grandparents' sometime.
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| I live for breaks. |
| 11.25.03 (4:20 pm) [edit] |
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Did you realize that your entire life, you're never not working. I mean, we get Christmas break, and spring break, and fall break, and all those odd breaks, but we don't get out of school. Not even summer break. That's all it is is a break. And when we graduate, it's just a break before college, or a job. Then we have breaks for those, less if you go to work. Then, when you get out of college, you have a break before you go to work. Once you start work, you never get a break. Well, you do, but it's different. By the time you're old enough to retire you don't know how not to work. Most people spend maybe a month or two retired, then they get bored and go back to work. Right now, I'd love to retire, and not have to do anything but watch T.V. and eat, and sleep late... But by the time I'm 60 or whatever, I'm going to be so used to workin that I won't know how to not work. Okay, now I'm depressed...
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| Word/Joke of the day |
| 11.24.03 (7:21 pm) [edit] |
non·du·al·ism [ non d ə lìzzəm ]
adjective
indian religion Vedantic belief denying dualism: a Vedantic doctrine that denies that the relationship between the individual self and ultimate reality is dualistic
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This is the ski thingy, Part II
10. Place a small but angular pebble in your shoes,line them with crushed ice, and then tighten a C-clamp around your toes.
9. Buy a new pair of gloves and immediately throw one away.
8. Secure one of your ankles to a bedpost and ask a friend to run into you at high speed.
7. Go to McDonald's and insist on paying $8.50 for a hamburger. Be sure you are in the longest line.
6. Clip a lift ticket to the zipper of your jacket and ride a motorcycle fast enough to make the ticket lacerate your face.
5. Drive slowly for five hours - anywhere - as long as it's in a snowstorm and you're following an 18-wheeler.
4. Fill a blender with ice, hit the pulse button and let the spray blast your face. Leave the ice on your face until it melts. Let it drip into your clothes.
3. Dress up in as many clothes as you can and then proceed to take them off because you have to go to the bathroom.
2. Slam your thumb in a car door. Don't go see a doctor.
1. Repeat all of the above every Saturday and Sunday until it's time for the real thing!
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| My sister sent this to me, it's cute. |
| 11.24.03 (6:37 pm) [edit] |
I don't know how big it is, though...
[image]bookworm_961671133 .jpg[/image]
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| Can I be any more bored? |
| 11.24.03 (5:50 pm) [edit] |
Yeah, I can. 2nd period. Mr. Nixon. Do I have to say anymore? It's an evil class... Mom and Dad are gone to a meeting, so I have the house to myself. Great, except I have to do the dishes. I have to clean the entire kitchen.
These tbucks are wothless once you get a pic at the top of your page, and some annoying thing to follow your cursor around.
There's a girl in Horse Bowl/Hippology who is so annoying. Rachel knows who I'm talkin bout. I wanted to smack her so bad today. She loud, and annoying, and loud, and a know-it-all who doesn't know anything, and annoying, and did I mention loud? Okay, I'm done with that, had to tell someone bout it, and Mom and Dad are gone...
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| O Christmas Break, O Christmas Break, How far away you ar-re. |
| 11.22.03 (9:36 pm) [edit] |
Today felt like it should be Christmas break. We didn't do anything. Dad and Jason went to the UT game, that was a waste of money, who didn't know they'd win? Mom and I stayed home, and did nothing. We knew there was a ton of crap we had to do, but today was a lazy day. It was the perfect day to do nothing. I got Pepper out twice, and swept the back porch, and vaccumed the rugs downstairs, and dusted, and had a passing thought of cleanin my room, but I got over that. Then I made a Christmas list. That's right, a list. I hope I'm gettin a PS2. If they don't I'll get over it by the time I'm 20, I hope. If they don't get me that, I don't know what they'll get me, cause that's the only thing I asked for. That and games for it. And some t-shirts... And books... Lots of books. Books are great. You need to read books. Any book. All books. I could spend weeks readin if I had a huge pile of great books. Or even not-so-great books, if they were short. Great books can be really long. Actually, the longer, the better. I hate for a good book to end. But I get great joy out of finishing a crappy book, because I know I never have to worry bout finishin it. I hate to not finish a book.
Holy crap! How did I get off on that?!? Oh, well, I don't care...
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| Word of the day/Joke of the day |
| 11.22.03 (1:36 pm) [edit] |
floo·ey [ fl ee ]
adjective
awry or askew: in a disordered state or out of order ( dated slang )
[Early 20th century. Origin unknown.]
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Ski Season Exercises #16-9
Ski season is almost here! Hence, the following
list of exercises to get you prepared:
16. Visit your local butcher and pay $30 to sit in the walk-in freezer for a half an hour. Afterwards, burn two 50 dollar bills to warm up.
15. Soak your gloves and store them in the freezer after every use.
14. Fasten a small, wide rubber band around the top half of your head before you go to bed each night.
13. If you wear glasses, begin wearing them with glue smeared on the lenses.
12. Throw away a hundred dollar bill-now.
11. Find the nearest ice rink and walk across
the ice 20 times in your ski boots carrying two pairs of
skis, accessory bag and poles. Pretend you are looking for your car.
Sporadically drop things.
10. Place a small but angular pebble in your shoes, line them with crushed ice, and then tighten a C-clamp around your toes.
9. Buy a new pair of gloves and immediately throw one away.
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| Hidy |
| 11.21.03 (4:42 pm) [edit] |
Does anyone ever read this? I'm not gonna stop if u r, I just want to know. If there r no replies to this, I'm gonna cry, but I ain't gonna stop updatin, it's just gonna be more depressing, because I'll know no one loves me...
Did u even see the entry bout Jason comin home? It was below the joke/word of the day. I'd figure someone would read it, but I guess not.
Oh, well, I've got to go get Pepper out, and Jason and Dad r comin in from Huntsville later tonight, so I'm leavin u people for the better people..... j/k Don't kill me.
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| Word of the day/Joke of the day |
| 11.20.03 (9:04 pm) [edit] |
amchoor [ um chr ]
noun
sweet-and-sour flavoring: sour unripe mangoes dried and cut into slices or ground into powder, used in Indian cooking to give food a sweet-and-sour flavor
[From Hindi, from aam “mango” + choor “powder”]
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1. The badness of a movie is directly
proportional to the
number of helicopters in it.
2. You will never find anybody who can give you a
clear and
compelling reason why we observe daylight-saving
time.
3. People who feel the need to tell you that they
have an
excellent sense of humor are telling you that
they have no
sense of humor.
4. The most valuable function performed by the
federal
government is entertainment.
5. You should never say anything to a woman that
even remotely
suggests you think she's pregnant unless you can
see an actual
baby emerging from her at that moment.
6. A penny saved is worthless.
7. They can hold all the peace talks they want,
but there will
never be peace in the Middle East. Billions of
years from now,
when Earth is hurtling toward the Sun and there
is nothing left
alive on the planet except a few microorganisms,
the
microorganisms living in the Middle East will be
bitter
enemies.
8. The most powerful force in the universe is
gossip.
9. The one thing that unites all human beings,
regardless of
age, gender, religion, economic status, or ethnic
background,
is that, deep down inside, we all believe that we
are
above-average drivers.
10. There comes a time when you should stop
expecting other
people to make a big deal about your birthday.
That time is age 11.
11. There is a very fine line between "hobby" and
"mental
illness."
12. People who want to share their religious
views with you
almost never want you to share yours with them.
13. There apparently exists, somewhere in Los
Angeles, a
computer that generates concepts for television
sitcoms. When
TV executives need a new concept, they turn on
this computer;
after sorting through millions of possible plot
premises, it
spits out, "THREE QUIRKY BUT ATTRACTIVE YOUNG
PEOPLE LIVING IN
AN APARTMENT," and the executives turn this
concept into a
show. The next time they need an idea, the
computer spits out,
"SIX QUIRKY BUT ATTRACTIVE YOUNG PEOPLE LIVING IN
AN
APARTMENT." Then the next time, it spits out,
"FOUR QUIRKY BUT
ATTRACTIVE YOUNG PEOPLE LIVING IN AN APARTMENT."
And so on. We
need to locate this computer and destroy it with
hammers.
14. Nobody is normal.
15. At least once per year, some group of
scientists will
become very excited and announce that: * The
universe is even
bigger than they thought! * There are even more
subatomic
particles than they thought! * Whatever they
announced last
year about global warming is wrong.
16. If you had to identify, in one word, the
reason why the
human race has not achieved, and never will
achieve, its full
potential, that word would be "meetings."
17. The main accomplishment of almost all
organized protests is
to annoy people who are not in them.
18. The value of advertising is that it tells you
the exact
opposite of what the advertiser actually thinks.
For example:
* If the advertisement says "This is not your
father's
Oldsmobile," the advertiser is desperately
concerned that this
Oldsmobile, like all other Oldsmobiles, appeals
primarily to
old farts like your father. * If Coke and Pepsi
spend billions
of dollars to convince you that there are
significant
differences between these two products, both
companies realize
that Pepsi and Coke are virtually identical. * If
the
advertisement strongly suggests that Nike shoes
enable athletes
to perform amazing feats, Nike wants you to
disregard the fact
that shoe brand is unrelated to athletic ability.
* If
Budweiser runs an elaborate advertising campaign
stressing the
critical importance of a beer's "born-on" date,
Budweiser knows
this factor has virtually nothing to do with how
good a beer
tastes.
19. If God, who created the
entire universe
with all of its glories, decides to
deliver a message to
humanity, He will not use, as His messenger, a
person on cable
TV with a bad hairstyle.
20. You should not confuse your career with your
life.
21. A person who is nice to you, but rude to the
waiter, is not
a nice person.
22. No matter what happens, somebody will find a
way to take it
too seriously.
23. When trouble arises and things look bad,
there is always
one individual who perceives a solution and is
willing to take
command. Very often, that individual is crazy.
24. Your friends love you anyway.
25. Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just
get up and
dance.
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| Jason's home!!!!! |
| 11.20.03 (8:35 pm) [edit] |
Today was so great!!! Not only did Jason come home, but I got out of school!! It was so great to see him again, though. I missed him a lot. We were on the Huntsville news, too, I think. Some stupid camaraman stuck their camara in our face.... He'd been gone for four months. I e-mailed him twice and talked to him on the phone maybe three times. I would've e-mailed him more, but he never got to get on the internet, and I didn't have anything important to say, anyway. The only time I got to talk to him on the phone was if Mom and Dad weren't here, and I got to answer it. But now he's home!!!! Him and Dad stayed in Huntsville tonight, they're comin in tomorrow. I have to go to school...
Dad's been in California on a business trip, he flew in to see Jason. He missed seein him at the airport, but called right when Jason was gettin off the plane, so he got to talk to him. He met us at Logan's. So did my cousin. She's pregnant. The baby's due in December, I think. There's gonna be 15 years difference between the babies in the family... Yes, I've been the baby for 15 years. At least on my dad's side. I'm not even close to bein the baby on Mom's side....
Anyway, I'm tired, and ready to go to bed.
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| Jason' comin home!!!! |
| 11.19.03 (6:33 pm) [edit] |
Yeah!!!! My brother's comin home!!!! It's so great!!! I've missed him... In case u didn't know, he's been gone to Baghdad since the beginning of July. He's in Spain now, and flyin into US tomorrow, then to Huntsville later in the afternoon. I can't wait!!! I get out of school to go and see him, and that's great, too. I don't know what to say, but God's great, that he sent my brother home without him gettin hurt. This is so great...
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| meow meow meow meow |
| 11.17.03 (5:11 pm) [edit] |
Uhhhh.... I had something to say, but I forgot.
Maybe I didn't have something to say...
Oh!! It was the football game. It stunk. I'd rather have lost at the very beginning by 20 points than in the last seconds by 2 because of some lucky shot...
Well, that's all I got.
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| Word of the day |
| 11.17.03 (4:38 pm) [edit] |
poor-me-one (plural poor-me-one)
noun
Caribbean tropical bird: a tropical American nocturnal insectivorous bird. Genus Nyctibius.
[An imitation of its call]
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| Word of the day |
| 11.13.03 (7:42 pm) [edit] |
skishing [ skíshing ]
noun
extreme surfcasting: the extreme sport of swimming, usually in a wet suit, to rather deep water offshore, then surfcasting for sport and game fish ( slang )
[Late 20th century. A blend of ski and fishing, because a big fish will pull a person off his or her feet in deep water.]
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| Shhhhhhhhh..... I was never here |
| 11.13.03 (7:04 pm) [edit] |
In case you don't know, I'm kind of grounded... I made B's. Yes, that's right, B's. Those evil B's. Can you believe it? Some kids got paid when they brought home report cards with B's on them. I get grounded.
I'm here in secret. Mom's gone to a convention, so I can get on. I don't know how long this grounded thing's gonna last, but hopefully not for long. I get 1 hour of T.V. I don't know if that's a day or a week. No computer.
Now I have to do all kinds of extra credit. I've got to draw maps for Mr. Nixon's class, and Heaven only knows what for Algebra II. I try not to think about it....
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| Word of the day |
| 11.11.03 (3:28 pm) [edit] |
persnickety [ pər sníkətee ]
adjective
1. obsessed with detail: overly attentive to detail and trivia.
U.K. term pernickety adj.1
2. snobbish: snobbish in terms of choice, and thus wanting or accepting only the finest things
3. requiring a keen eye for detail: necessitating precise, keen attention to details
[Early 20th century. Alteration of pernickety.]
per·snick·e·ti·ness noun
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| I'm so cold! |
| 11.11.03 (3:24 pm) [edit] |
I don't know why I'm cold, I've just been cold lately. I'm gettin old. This time last year I was refusing to wear jackets to school, it wasn't winter. Now I refuse to step outside without a jacket. I'm turnin into my sister. She gets cold in the middle of summer...
We got a dog house for Pepper yesterday. It's evil. The screws for it don't work. They only go in so far, then they start stripin the plastic. So Dad found some more screws, but they're too long, so he has to cut each one. It's takin forever. We only got it half done. We're gonna be here awhile... Oh, well. What can u do?
I'm done now.
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| Word of the day |
| 11.10.03 (6:06 pm) [edit] |
kerfuffle [ kər fúff’l ]
noun
U.K. commotion: a noisy disturbance or commotion ( informal )
[Early 19th century. Origin uncertain: perhaps from Gaelic car “twist” + Scots fuffle “fuss.”]
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| Furcadia |
| 11.10.03 (6:01 pm) [edit] |
Okay, I'm still gettin used to this furcadia thing. It's makin more sense now, but I don't get all the stuff. I can get to Plasma Kirby's dream, but that's bout it. The rest of the time I wander around like a lost kitten. *meow* 
Okay, u know I'm bored...
Oh, man. The football game's Friday, and then there's the World Championship horse show. So now Ms. E. Bell's gonna be so mad, cause I'm not goin to the show. But what can u do?
Okay, I'm done. These keep gettin shorter and shorter.
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| Word of the day |
| 11.08.03 (8:15 pm) [edit] |
brouhaha [ br haa h ] (plural brou·ha·has)
noun
noisy commotion: a noisy commotion or uproar ( formal )
[Late 19th century. From French, of uncertain origin: perhaps from Hebrew bāru habbā , literally “blessed is the comer, welcome!”; in allusion to the loud prayers at a traditional Jewish synagogue.]
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| I'm so sore! |
| 11.08.03 (4:57 pm) [edit] |
We went on a trail ride today. It was a lot of fun, but it almost killed me. I'm going to be feelin that tomorrow... Emily's pony was cute as everything, but it was a demon. It kicked at all the horses, but it only kicked people... She kicked Emily's dad and her little brother. Poor kid, how old is he, anyway? He was screaming. It didn't break anything, though. She kicked Forrest (the boy) and hit him on his arm and leg, and she kicked their dad right in the butt. That was funny, if it hadn't hurt so bad. I can just see the shape of the bruses...
The only people from Grundy that have a blog are band people, or people directly related to the band somehow. That's cool, but I can't get anyone else to sign up... Stupid people. I don't understand why everyone hates us so much. Well, they don't hate us, they just think we're weird. The people I eat lunch with are more weird than all of us put together...
Everyone tells me my blog [i]has[/i] to be a hot blog, but there's really nothing I can do to make it that. It ain't my fault my life's boring as crap...
The football game was great. I never thought we would win, so I was pleasently surprised, I guess. The next one's almost to Kentucky, so that's gonna be a long trip. Maybe we'll get to leave school early. Yeah, we'll miss band class because we're on a band trip. Big whoop. Well, at least we don't have to play... Or sit around in those evil chairs and pray that time will speed up. Or is that just me? Free days are almost as bad as when we play, cause there's absolutly nothing to do...
The dance was good, too. Even though I didn't dance. You don't have to dance to have a good time. It's more fun to laugh at all the people dancing... That Amanda girl is hilarious. She can't dance at all... But she knows it and makes jokes, it's great. Angel Myers scares me sometimes... I can't believe she dances like that. Have any of ya'll seen her? It's.....interesting. It kinda freaked me out when Eric the Evil One came up and sat beside me. He never said anything, he just sat there. Freaked me out.
Okay, I'm goin to the movie, so I have to change outta my P.J.s...
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| Bored again |
| 11.07.03 (2:22 pm) [edit] |
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I'm in the band room doing absolutly nothing, as usual. Just waiting till 5 00 comes around, then going to the football game, which we're probably going to lose... Sorry, but it's true. I doubt we're going to win against Trousdale, ain't they really good? Even if they weren't, we'd probably lose... Okay, I'm leaving now, off to find something else to do...
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| this blog didn't start out by me complaining--it hadn't even crossed my mind, I swear--it just happe |
| 11.06.03 (6:49 pm) [edit] |
I finally got a pic of Pepper on the digital camera, and it won't transfer it to the computer. Stupid p.o.s.... *sigh Nothing in this house works right.
I'm so sick of people sayin crap about me over and over. I don't care what people think, okay. Well, I guess I do. Now I won't do what I was doing, but they're still calling me what they were calling me. Now I'm so worried about what people are gonna say about me, it's maddening. I don't want to care, but I do. I mean the person that said what they said I really have no faith in, and most of the crap they say is bull, but I'm still more parinoid now... It was funny at first, I mean, I even came home and told Mom and Dad and Amy about it, and we still joke around about it, and some of my friends do, too. But it's so freakin annoying. I just want to smack them sometimes...
I hate it when people say meaningless crap on their blogs that makes no sense like what I just put up there, but I really had to get that off my chest... It just makes me so mad sometimes.
Okay, I'm done. No more complaining. Not this week, anyway. I'll keep it all bottled up unhealthily until I explode and really do go psycho and kill everyone in school....
Ohmygoodness. Mom makes me so mad sometimes!!! Sorry, I wasn't going to complain anymore, but she just came in here and was griping me out because of my world geography grades. I don't get that class!! I hate it. I can't remember usless information about the Middle East!! Does anyone here know the main resort city of the Middle East??? Is it even important?!?!?!
Okay, now I really am done...
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| Yet again I have no subject. |
| 11.05.03 (3:08 pm) [edit] |
I swear my dog is trying to break my nose. She almost ripped it off today. I was sitting there and she was looking at me, and all of a sudden, she jumped at me a bit my nose!! It hurt so freakin bad...
Today was great. I got out of 1st, 2nd, and 3rd to go on a field trip. 4th still stunk, but what can you do? At least I got out of Mr. Nixon's class. That's an evil class...
The field trip was fun. Megan got arrested, and we got to sentence her to 8-12 years in the pen. and she had to pay the victims' families $5000 each. She was drinking and on meth and passed a car and had a head on with a woman, killing her and a boy in Megan's car. It was all a mock trial, don't worry, we're not completly psychotic here in Grundy...
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| Minesweeper is the most addictive game I've ever played! |
| 11.04.03 (4:52 pm) [edit] |
I'm serious. I keep playin it cause I keep losin. I've won beginner and intermediate, but I can't win expert. It's about to drive me mad!!! I'll get so close, and I'll get to the very end where there's no way to logically win but to guess, and I always guess wrong. It's sad, I've almost cried before...
Anywho, nothing great happened today except not havin band practice after school. Sry flutes, but I feel no pity, just joy. We're probably goin to screw up Friday, but who cares?? No one ever watches us anyway, except our parents, but they're gonna be in the food booth. I can't spell that evil c word.
Okay, I've run out of stuff to say.
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| You can do anything you set your mind to when you have vision, determination, and an endless supply |
| 11.03.03 (5:49 pm) [edit] |
I'm gonna put the sheet for the ski trip on here soon, all u guys need to come. If we have enough people, then we get to take a charter bus instead of those crappy vans... I hate those things... Especially when we take our van, and there's one too many people, and I have to sit in the floor. That makes for a long 4 hours. (that is how long it took to get to Gatlinburg, wasn't it?)
Oh, guess what. It was just confirmed by an undisclosed informant, sneezes [i]can [/i]travel up to 200 mph, for u people who didn't believe me. So now I go  Muhahahahahaha
Guess what? I'm actually practicing my clarinet!! Oh, yes, small miracle. It sounds so different at home, it's easier to hear me, I guess...
Okay, I'm done, I'll put that ski trip thingy on sometime, or you could go to Mom's room and save me the trouble... She's got a stack of them.
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| This is where I'm puttin quizzes and crap, there's a new blog below... |
| 11.02.03 (12:02 pm) [edit] |
-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which
means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're
the kind of chick that can hang out with your
boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't
care about presents or about going to fancy
placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy
being around your boyfriend.
What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
Chocolate Pocky! You're pretty normal actually.
Pretty blah, but still tasty, and you know how
to have a good time, even if those snobs out
there ARE riding around in their ferraris going
115 mph, chomping on those perverted banana
pocky.
What Kind of Pocky are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
Fuzzy Coconut! You are a fuzzy coconut. You live on
Glucose and live in a tree like a crazy mofo
with leprosy. You have been mistaken for a
bowling ball and probably identify with the
Lion King because they sing "I've got a
lovely bunch of coconuts.."
What Fuzzy Thing Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
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| What's in a subject? |
| 11.02.03 (11:34 am) [edit] |
 Today is a beautiful day!  I want to go outside and do stuff. But I'm too lazy, and I just ate lunch, so I feel like sleeping. I fell asleep in the computer room last night, on the couch. I woke up at 3 something, and went upstairs and took a shower. Then I went and read the Bible and passed out again. I woke up around 8 and ate breakfast then went to church. My exciting Sunday morning...
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| It's too early... |
| 11.01.03 (6:18 am) [edit] |
 I'm so tired. Jason called at 7 30, and I talked to him for bout 10 min, he said that they were delayed a day gettin to the Baghdad airport, and that they are gonna leave for that tomorrow, and then 1-2 weeks until they get home. I actually got to talk to him, though!! That's a small miracle... It was just because Mom and Dad aren't home...
Oh, man I'm goin back to bed, no one should wake up before 9 00 on a Saturday, barely even that...
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