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what the frank
layout by Rae
baby got back
* * LAURIE! * *
I'm Laurie. I have hair that makes Richard Simmon's hair looks good. I like giraffes and monkeys. I especially like monkeys. When I was born, my dad said I was either a boy or the ugliest girl alive. It's things like that that makes my self-esteem so high these days. I like a mixture of music from Tool to Weezer to Billie Holiday to Flock of Seagulls. I have an extreme love for the 80s that will never cease. I think I've seen The Breakfast Club about thirty eight times, even though I only like parts of it. Emilio Estevez is my boyfriend. I have a lawn gnome named Clyde. He's dear to my heart. Bruce Willis sings stalker songs to me at night. I watch TV a lot. I love movies to death. I hate the feeling, sound, word, thought of fleece. My nanny gave me a fleece sweater awhile ago. I like the smell of gasoline, freshly cut grass and chlorine. I like when my skin smells after I get out of the pool. I tend to bite my nails too much so my nails are gross and short and creepy. I can't stand having bumps in my hair. I have to have music. I cry during scenes like the ending of Revenge of the Nerds. Unpixelated Sims is funny, and kind of creepy. Laughing at drunk people makes for good times. Claire is my sex monkey. You just wish you were, too. I'm not on crack, although you'd think I was.
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Shannon, Josie, Emma, Zach, Steph, Julia, Betsy, Gemma
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* * * * Saturday, December 14 * *
I really do hate my brother. Like, I want to hurt so badly. He is so incredibly rude to everyone -- my friends, me, my parents. He is bratty, a jerk, and some unmentionable words. When I had chest pains, he laughed. When I had rib pains, he laughed. When I drop something, guess what? He laughs. Obnoxiously. Making fun of me, mocking my random clumsiness or actual physical pain. I hate everything about him -- the way he talks, walks, acts around people, tries to impress friends, laughs, yells at my parents incessantly, who he hangs out with. Everything. He hangs out with the potheads: Drew, Kevin, Pat and more retard guys. He laughs amongst them, making himself feel cool. He talks to John. Makes fun of me to his friends. His friends come over to my house and make fun of me. He screams and whines at my mom and dad, and is usually in power. He has that way of always getting off punishment scot-free. My dad laughs at some of his obnoxious antics, and that only further encourages him. He totally ruined tonight's dinner. I yelled at him, and threw my grilled cheese. I wanted to backhand him so hard. I want to actually cause enough pain that he'd have to see a doctor. I was infuriated with his behaviour; he tramples all over my parents and mine and doesn't care who he hurts. I can't trust him with ONE thing. He is not a brother who can be a confidante. I told him I've drank, I told him I've smoked, and told him Aimee is a bisexual. He laughs, still, at the fact that I have no G1. He makes fun of me for not going out with K, after that one date. I told him I was going to sleep over at a friend's, and his response "Who? THE BISEXUAL?!" He's obsessed with me, my parents and I agree. He has to know where I'm going, when I'll be back, who's going to be there, etc. It's not a cute protective brotherly obsession either. He nitpicks my behaviours, and the fact that I spend weekends in front of the computer or TV because I'm too tired to do any outgoing things. Forgive me, Father, FOR I HAVE SINNED FOR BEING A LOSER. I know people may read this and call me a complainer, but seriously he treats my family like absolute dirt. And his punishment for crossing hte line tonight? Washing the dishes. Ouch. If I find out that he smokes pot again, I'm going to my parents and I don't care if he hates me for the rest of my life. He's screwing his life up. He needs to concentrate on his schoolwork, and pot is the LAST thing he needs. Because everyone knows that smoking pot increases a craving for education and learning. Because everyone knows that all potheads are geniuses right? Seriously. I'm so angry at pot, who does it, and everything right now. I'm crying because I'm so frustrated with my brother and what he's doing.
By the way, I don't babysit until 6:30 pm. On Wednesday, Betsy & Jen & Julia & Claire & Candice and more people are going to Toronto for the Nutcracker and heavy Christmas shopping. Steph should meet us at the mall or Tower Records or something.
I'm still frustrated/
* You're so silly, Nanny! 5:58:32 PM * * *
my calves are killing me. i just woke up. i find, that when i wake up really late, my mom or dad shriek "she's alive!"... my dad's watching an edited version of "planes, trains and automobiles." i remember that movie. haha john candy annoys steve martin to NO END. i remember shower curtain selling? meh. anyway. i had a regular sleep after i blogged last night...or rather this morning.
i babysit in two-ish hours. i really don't want to. it's not that the kids ( 4, and 8) are a hassle. will is so calm and sedated-like; he laughs at tv but he's so polite for a little kid. it amazes me. lauren...oh my. she threatened to slit my throat when i wouldn't give her a timbit. haha. that startled me. she's hard to convince to go to bed, and i always have to sit beside her bed reading in this low, soft voice. as soon as i think she's out, i walk to the living room and then i hear her door creak open. i'm going to be babysitting today until about 1 am. at least i'll reap all the benefits. plus, i don't want to make lauren look like a brat. she gets really loud and stuff, but she's a good kid. minus the slitting of the throat business.
work day tomorrow. on all my isu crap.
i need a good, hot shower with pert plus to get the dancey-sweat smell out. i don't smell it, but my hair needs to be washed anyway because i didn't brush it after the dance. and it looks crappy.
i feel like such a dork. i don't have the resources to make my friends any christmas presents. so i advise them now (mainly julia or jen, not like i'm suggesting they WOULD buy me things), don't make or buy me anything. because i'm not giving you anything in return, haha. i sound so mean. i feel bad because i'm making ashley & christina cake or cookies because i know for a fact, that they HAVE gotten me things. and i'd feel horrible with nothing in return. sigh. so if anyone who reads this, bought or made me something, tell me now. so i know to make you something. hehe.
yes yes. chasing joustin with the ever-amazing revostyler was the best thing all day. topping the semi, even. yes, that fun. it was hilarious and i nearly pissed my pants. also, what was fun was josie doing her "shake", i can't describe it at all. some girl at the dance should've tucked her stomach in. that sounds mean, but it was wrong. and i kept seeing her everywhere dancing with that stomach hanging out.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 2:36:21 PM * * *
semi was ok. it looked really pretty. i'm glad i removed my shoes at the first song. a lot more fast songs than slow songs, surprisingly. so many people were drunk (and completely obvious about it) and so many girls were disgustingly slutty (coughmelissacough) and "grinding" on each other. there's nothing wrong with girls dancing together -- that's what me & my friends did -- but we weren't so close that you can read their bra size. pierre and shannon wouldn't dance, and that bugged me a bit.
i kept making a big fool out of myself. i spilled orange juice on my dress and ran to the bathroom hand-dryers in a frenzy. it's fine. the only super good songs they played: safety dance, baby got back, grease megamix and i think one more in there too. all of my friends, and then other random people, looked really nice. i loved doug's costume/outfit. oh that crazy monacled kid.
ugh i cant sleep. i fell asleep at 11:40 but my alarm clock was blinking because the power had restarted before i arrived home. so it was blinking "1". i dreamt about semi for awhile, and was in a weird state of dream because i would actually talk! i'd be whispering to josie in my dream about "why is my voice so loud suddenly? no music?" and then i'd fully wake up, and i was talking to my headboard. bleh. then i dreamt tara and seb needed to get at a booth but my blanketed whale of a body was in the way. then i was giggling because my "pajamas" were a tank top and underwear, so i couldn't get up and leave. im such a crackhead!
then i woke up at "4:45" am and put on shorts. then i came in the kitchen to get juice because i was dying of thirst, and brad was up watching tv. i was like "get to bed, geez!" and then realized i actually thought it was 4:45. still, it was 3:20 when i told him that. then there was no juice, so i ate that green kfc salad-stuff and then tried to drink a canada dry. eww. tasted bad afterwards. BUT IM STILL SO THIRSTY!
i guess i'll try sleeping again. haha, i remember realizing what was happening so i made myself half fall asleep and go after someone i liked in my dream! SCANDAL.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 3:41:07 AM * * *
* * * * Thursday, December 12 * *
okay, to clear it up. i made it sound like i applied to the colleges and paid for the $65 fee alone. i was alone when trying to decide what colleges to apply to, but i actually did the work WITH my mom when she came home. just so nobody thinks i applied by myself, which i would've been much too frightened to do.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 9:19:26 PM * * *
brad just came into the office, all huffy because he hasn't been allowed online for the last hour or so because of the applying stuff. and we got into an argument, and he claims my doing this isn't important because i'll never get accepted anyway. nice to know my sibling has trust in my abilities.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 9:18:07 PM * * *
college applications sent, processing fee paid. sounds easy but i went through emotional hell today, crying and freaking out. all alone since my parents were gone and my brother (as if he'd be help even if he was here) at school.
1. loyalist college - print journalism
2. algonquin college - print journalism
3. durham college - print journalism
i NEED to get into loyalist or else i'm basically screwed financial-wise. blah.
i feel so underachievey
all the retards in my grade go to college like creepy silk macho guy, and bah and stuff. ugh. i can't stand seeing them everyday now, let alone college. sigh. i'm feeling so weird. like i should be stressed out about my applications already being done and done? but i'm not. strangely enough. it's probably going to hit me hard tonight. march 31st - acceptance of admissions date. i'll be freaking out that day. it'll be on a monday. oh my.
am i ready for college? am i ready to set foot in that place alone? i mean. i can come home after school, there would be familiar faces from st paulies, but still. i'd be living at home, which makes me sound like a big loser. but it's so much more cheap and advantageous, you have no idea.
i dont want to go to semiformal anymore, because i dont even have shoes to wear. I HAVE NO SHOES> what will i wear for shoes! oh crap, why dont we just start a freakout right here. seriously. I HAVE NO SHOES TO WEAR. i have sneakers, school gross shoes, sandals, ugly sparkly silver never-worn strappy sandaly-heels. you know...i might just not go. i'd say myself a world of hurt by skipping out. i could have stina & josie just revostyle my hair for fun?
pros & cons of not going to semi-formal:
pros: i save myself ten dollars, no hassle over shoes or dress or makeup or hair, no having to get ready beforehand, deal with last-minute rides, i won't be standing around by myself at a dance of couples
cons everyone will try and convince me otherwise and i hate that kind of pressure, last semi-formal i think, i have the dress (no big deal though)
* You're so silly, Nanny! 9:14:48 PM * * *
Semi-formal tomorrow.
Stayed home today.
Tomorrow during Spare, Christina and Josie are going to straighten my hair with the help of the infamous RevoStyler!
Am I getting ready pre-semi with Ashley? I was invited to. But am I? I don't even know.
I have to buy my ticket tomorrow at school.
I can't go to semi tomorrow if my cold is still bad.
My mom said that was the rule if I stayed home today.
When she was the one in the first place to advise me to take a day off.
The only reason I didn't do it this week (except Monday) is because I was under school pressure.
The week went really long.
Ballet trip next Wednesday. That should be fun.
I have to babysit for seven hours this Saturday -- that's fine. Extra money for me.
Something's wrong with me, I don't know. I'm not excited about semiformal. I'm not excited about anything right now. Nothing's humorous.
Next Wednesday, I'm going to miss the season finale to Amazing Race. I NEED someone to tape it for me. This is vital. I need to get over this cold fast before tomorrow; I want to go to semi. I think. I hate indecisiveness. I don't know. Everyone has a date, and anyone who doesn't is on SC or not close to me. I can't remember who's going. is Julia? i dont know.
my parents are in toronto for the day.
i need to make one of my nerd schedules again.
thursday - study for politics test
friday - semiformal
saturday - babysitting
sunday - work on politics & law isu
monday - homework, etc, isu stuff
tuesday - work from 4:30-10pm
wednesday - ballet trip, hand in law and politics isu things
thursday - homework, or not, i don't know
friday - last day of school, possibly hulk-seeing
meh. the schedule looks easy, but that isu stuff's going to be heck to work on. guess i should start now...or watch reruns of ricki lake.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 12:04:02 PM * * *
* * * * Wednesday, December 11 * *
I can't wear a corset or skirt to semi-formal. I'm wearing Ashley's Titanic-esque dress. Actually, it's just black lace with thick straps, over a red slip thing. Sounds ugly, but it's really pretty and I'm wearing a heavy silvery choker thing. Meh. I make them sound hideous. I went to Ashley's today for a couple hours. We tried on semi outfits, then watched "It Takes Two" with none other than Steve "The Sexbot Sailor" Guttenberg. Yowza. Then we watched Ed, and then I went home.
I'm talkative, but I can't remember half the stuff I wanted to talk about. I'm sorry I brought that "creepy" bad news to you, Emma. It had to be told. And trust me, I feel the exact same way. I avoid someone everyday -- the halls, spare, my bus, classes. I can feel their eyes on me a lot, and it bothers me to no end. That makes me sound immature for avoiding someone on a regular basis just because they like me, but you get SOMEWHAT used to it. Meh.
I really, really, really want to go see Hulk Hogan at Much Music on Friday, December 20. HEE.
inner circle - sweat
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:53:17 PM * * *
this just proves my family's scariness. mulletness.
my mom wanted my dad to have a ponytail. i think i just pissed myself. off to ashley's, i think.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 5:19:08 PM * * *
doing the robot to "sunglasses at night": clininally insane or just plain normal?
* You're so silly, Nanny! 5:07:50 PM * * *
* * * * Tuesday, December 10 * *
electionEERING says:
i hear a loud strange buzzing noise from my speakers, its scaring me
Stephanie says:
yeah, that's just like how i was clipping rosco's nails.
Stephanie says:
you know how it is.
electionEERING says:
hahhaahahahha i'd ask you what the hell you'4re talking about but that would bring forth more crackheadness
Stephanie says:
i said you know how it is.
Stephanie says:
so KNOW IT, BITCH!
electionEERING says:
hehehehe
Stephanie says:
that's not it.
electionEERING says:
fine.
Stephanie says:
marr.
electionEERING says:
im so hyper!!!!@ and i really shouldnt be!
electionEERING says:
considering i skipped out on my college applicaitons workshop, hee.
Stephanie says:
much?
Stephanie says:
OH NNOOO
electionEERING says:
i can make them up soon
Stephanie says:
NOW YOU'LL NEVER KNOW HOW TO FILL YOUR NAME OUT ON A PAPER WHEN IT SAYS "PUT NAME HERE"
electionEERING says:
they do that for the kids that were absent
electionEERING says:
DAMMIT!!!!!!
electionEERING says:
thats where i needed the most help1!@!@$&
electionEERING says:
screw this! where's my noose?!
Stephanie says:
*sigh* i tell you...with education these days...it gets you no where.
Stephanie says:
life isnt' worth living when you can't write your name.
electionEERING says:
clearly.
Stephanie says:
maybe you can just sign it with an x
Stephanie says:
it'll be all the rage.
electionEERING says:
i'll be Mr X like Homer.
Stephanie says:
the new black.
electionEERING says:
What a trend I'll set.
Stephanie says:
mr. e
Stephanie says:
mystery
electionEERING says:
HAHA.
electionEERING says:
Ms. Ter E
electionEERING says:
I'm stupid.
Stephanie says:
ms..ter...E...dammit..i can't come up with any more
electionEERING says:
Mr. worked better, but I didn't say it aloud so it made more sense
Stephanie says:
wait wait
Stephanie says:
how about:
Stephanie says:
ms. Ter E?
Stephanie says:
aaaahh yes.
electionEERING says:
haha
electionEERING says:
Nah. Mr Plow works better, I say.
Stephanie says:
how about mr.plow?
Stephanie says:
guess what i have on my leg?
electionEERING says:
sex.
electionEERING says:
naked baby pictures of me.
Stephanie says:
yes. but what else?
electionEERING says:
hair?
electionEERING says:
grease?
Stephanie says:
it's sticky..yet warm..and dry..
electionEERING says:
monkeys dancing angrily?
electionEERING says:
paint.
electionEERING says:
drool.
Stephanie says:
and brownish green
Stephanie says:
and rhymes with oo
electionEERING says:
teeth goo.
electionEERING says:
haha!
Stephanie says:
no!
electionEERING says:
I WIN!
Stephanie says:
it's small
electionEERING says:
I'm playing "Survivor"
Stephanie says:
yet packs a punch. and a stain.
electionEERING says:
and a whallop.
electionEERING says:
ahahah, i found "whoop, there it is!" by tag team on my playlist. great.
Stephanie says:
laurie, i like big butts.
Stephanie says:
(i cannot lie)
electionEERING says:
you other bruthas cant deny.
Stephanie says:
when a girl walks in
electionEERING says:
with an itty bitty waist and a round thing in your face
Stephanie says:
you get sprung
electionEERING says:
wanna pull up (tongue?)
Stephanie says:
i think it's tuck
Stephanie says:
cause you notice that butt is stuffed
electionEERING says:
deep in the jeans she's wearing, im hooked & i cant stop staring
Stephanie says:
oh baby, i wanna get wit ya, and take ya pictua
electionEERING says:
OH BABY I WANNA GET WIT YA! AND TAKE YOUR PICTAH
Stephanie says:
(lol..i can't spell picta...)
Stephanie says:
dammit laurie!
electionEERING says:
lol
electionEERING says:
apparently neither can i
steph makes me nearly piss my pants laughing.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:30:38 PM * * *
A DREAM COME TRUE
julia freaked over the last picture. hee. i wonder why.
COOKIE COOKIE COOKIE STARTS WITH C!!!!!!
i was julia's manservant today.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 8:06:23 PM * * *
* * * * Monday, December 9 * *
i have a song from the "rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer" original movie stuck in my head
not the misfit one
but the one that clarice sings?
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:33:22 PM * * *
hahahaha
i write waaaaay too much at night.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:23:57 PM * * *
yes i keep writing
tonight, i played sorry! with my parents
and i laughed, and snot flew out of my nose onto my hand
i was eating an orange at that time
so i was pretty grossed out
my dad made fun of me.
yesterday, my dad was like "are you pissed at your pops? mad at your dad? angry with gregory?" hee.
so julia's hair is loose and slutty. pssh, mine's so slutty it's become a virgin again! i've dyed it over eleven times. scary. no wonder my hair's a beast. literally. it growls and hisses at me sometimes, but my conditioner generally tames it. im so lame!
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:20:47 PM * * *
she's so incredibly pretty; i'm jealous.
i can dress in white! and carry your gangly body! yay! i'm a manservant! hee.
dress in white how? a toga-sheet thing? or white clothing?
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:17:24 PM * * *
my mom pisses me off
she asked me to turn off the christmas tree lights before i went to bed
i said i would, twice
i promised her
so she seem satisfied
but then she turns them off herself
saying she doesn't feel comfortable with leaving me in charge of remembering to shut them off
thanks for the boost of confidence in trusting me there.
that really helps.
i like writing like this.
im nervous about the garfield weston merit scholarship for colleges thing. i want to win so badly. there's interviews - in toronto, and oakville. i need that money.
sometimes i feel like i dont fit the mold of my friends
all of them are high 80s-90s grades and i'm average
so completely average
they're all going to university, big expensive mighty ones
i'm going to community college
im not embarrassed about it, but sometimes it makes me feel lesser than
but then i feel better because it costs less, the rate of finding a job afterwards is better, i'd be living at home which would cut the costs in half, i would be forced to work because my mom would make me attend classes, i wouldn't be getting into bad behaviour...my parents would be living with me
or vice versa
i just dont know about the program
its the only one i want, besides photojournalism, but that's another $3000 dollars added on
so print journalism it is.
except...i dont think i can write anymore
i used to write all the time, whether in a crap diary or poetry or stories, i always thought i was a good writer
now since high school, teachers have constantly criticized my work
hating my thesis', my conclusions, my content, my "wordiness"
it makes writing less fun for me. it's a chore now?
next semester, i have writers craft
we'll see, i suppose.
i don't have the discipline to write manually
i need a keyboard under my fingers
i've had one since i was about twelve
im such a nerd sometimes, i come home and blog
stay up and blog
during school.
not even about the blog. i love the computer -- its where i can store my crappy poems from anyone, save hilarious pictures, write about virtually anything and anyone where it could never be found (other than this publicized blog)
this computer has no msn. julia's online? i think. her last post was like 10 minutes or so, ago. so im curious.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:06:04 PM * * *
+ Reminds you of an ex-lover: marcy playground - sex and candy
+ Reminds you of an ex-friend: our lady peace - automatic flowers
+ Makes you laugh: saved by the bell - did we ever stand a chance?
+ Makes you wanna dance: eddie murphy - party all the time
+ Reminds you of the one you want (or have): metallica - until it sleeps
+ You wish you wrote: sir mix a lot - baby got back
+ You never want to hear again: sting - brand new day
+ Makes you want to mosh/bang your head: rick springfield - jesse's girl
+ Sums up your teenage years: anything 80s, sad, mellowy, happy, fun, angry, trippy
+ You used to hate but now love: christina aguilera - dirty or justin timberlake - like i love you
+ You like to wake up to: dashboard confessional or bright eyes - lover i dont have to love
+ You like out of your parents record collection: fleetwood mac
+ You love that you wouldn't know about if it wasn't for a friend: dionne farris - i know what you're doing
+ Reminds you of your first crush: a french song about dinosaurs
+ Is from your favorite movie: too many, really
+ Makes you think of the moon: pink moon - nick drake
+ Makes you think of the stars: jimmy eat world - crush
+ Makes you think of the sun: violent femmes - blister in the sun
+ Makes you think of the night: dashboard confessional - the best deceptions
+ Makes you think of being alone: a lot of songs
* You're so silly, Nanny! 4:12:48 PM * * *
i had a strange dream
i was in this gymnasium
some lady put a needle in my leg
shannon was there, we talked
then we walked over to a corner where this guy was
he was strumming on a neat guitar, legs folded
he was pretty cute
i think shannon liked him
then i had to do this presentation in front of a school
but i didnt know what i was doing, so i ran away
and i passed some corner
where shannon and the guy were cuddling in chairs
i was so mad and betrayed by her
because i knew she was going out with a guy
the school started chasing me because i skipped out of presenting
i just remember being really angry at shannon.
she knew i liked the guy. even when i had that weird needle hanging out of my leg.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 3:54:26 PM * * *
so i stayed home.
had two nighttime cold pills.
fell asleep reading "coast road"
wanted to eventually go back to school during lunch
but fell asleep instead.
my growing pimple doesn't hurt anymore
i always get the chin pimples that build up, and hurt
its bright red and dumb
i have a hacky cough and a stuffy nose
no sore throat anymore, thank you
going to school tomorrow; i need to hand in my summary and bibliographic sources for sure
im debating whether to go to work tomorrow night
the smoke will only irritate my cold more
plus, i have an extremely nasal tone of voice right now, and yelling back numbers will not do my voice justice
i couldnt walk right today because i stayed in bed for a long long time
i drank juice, had
holy frig what the frig is my dads problem
yeah i dont care if he reads this
but i always minimize the edit site when im writing
its instinct
what if im mad at someone and writing about it?
he's obsessed suddenly with the fact that i keep it private it from him
but post it where anyone could find it
ugh.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 3:31:20 PM * * *
* * * * Sunday, December 8 * *
meeehehehee no school for me
my dad's kicking me off saying for me to go to bed and get rest
* You're so silly, Nanny! 10:15:48 PM * * *
electionEERING says:
i love ewe
electionEERING says:
so does steve guttenberg
Stephanie says:
oooo!
Stephanie says:
i know someone who met him!
electionEERING says:
a[oftuw-96sghoipsgh!!!$!
Stephanie says:
well..spotted him in new york library, took a picture and ran away
Stephanie says:
you should see the photo, it's hilarious. he looks so violated
electionEERING says:
hahahahaha thats so boss
electionEERING says:
I WANNA SEE A VIOLATED STEVE GUTTENBERG!!!!!!
electionEERING says:
hahahahahahaahah
electionEERING says:
that last thing you said was hilarious to me
Stephanie says:
it's true though!
electionEERING says:
Stephanie says:
he's standing between book shelves
Stephanie says:
with an open book in his hands
Stephanie says:
and he's looking up, half confused, half scared, half still thiking about book.
electionEERING says:
hahaha
Stephanie says:
wait that's 3 halves...
electionEERING says:
ONLY THREE HALVES
haha
electionEERING says:
i was just sayig that, not knowing you wrote that
Stephanie says:
liar
Stephanie says:
LIIIAAAAR!!
electionEERING says:
i saw a kid today that was exactly like you when you were little except not hyper
this new m s n sucks says:
haha
electionEERING says:
he was kinda nerdy hahahaha
this new m s n sucks says:
so me
electionEERING says:
who teached you how to spoke, genius?
electionEERING says:
oh i get it
* You're so silly, Nanny! 10:13:51 PM * * *
i feel so gross and non-feminine
i'm so sick
i have a stuffy nose & runny nose
i have a sore, scratchy throat
i have a REALLY runny nose
i am sneezing a lot
slept over at aimee's twice. friday and saturday night, obviously. rented "the sweetest thing" (so raunchy, but i LOVE the penis song!!!! it's hilarious! me and aimee'll sing it this week sometime for everyone hee hee!), "enough" (which was surprisingly good, considering i don't like jlo. but this was a very well done movie, and we watched the ending six times haha) and "pumpkin" (christina ricci falls in love with a retard named pumpkin -- aimee hated this movie, but i loved it, except for potato-chin, he was gross)
went to the two-day tot shoppe. i was a wrapper elf. hahaha great costumeS!! no elf shoes :(
anyway, i saw some people i knew back in the day like brook, who i had the biggest crush on in gr 8
he was there with his girlfriend, helping
he found me hunched over a candy box (for the elves, in our break room) digging out handfuls of candy to stash in aimee's bag for later hahaaha! best ever. he was like "uhh what are you doing?" i shrieked "nothing!" and pulled aimee out laughing
aimee and i sang the penis song ALL day and did actions and humped a couple walls
we scared some kids. i saw the cutest little boy ever. he was the exact younger replica of my cousin, aaron, it was creepy
brook thought i had died (not really). he's pretty dumb. he's a pumpkin, hee.
friday night, we didn't fall asleep until 3:40 am
saturday night, we didn't fall asleep until about 2 am
i have a penis drawn on my arm.
i dont know if i'll go tomorrow. if i don't, i'll ask my brother or my mom to drop off my isu summary for politics and my annotated bibliographical sources for socio. it's not that i'd be skipping but i feel like i'm going to hurl. i had chest pains today, my brother laughed at me
oh yeah
i saw josh wheeler, some kid i knew also back in grade eight
he said "heylo" and i said "hey"
he's pretty hot now, but oh well.
he was driving with his mom; so was i
my nose sucks.
tonight: the simpsons, malcolm in the middle, degrassi: the new generation, (i think) wife & kids, alias
i love my sunday night schedule. it's not aloser schedule; it's just what i watch
i can see how al green would get me in the mood, if i ever DID get into the mood. i can see how it would happen that way.
i don't want to have sex until im married. 1) religious beliefs 2) personal beliefs 3) no risk of premarital pregnancy (except rape, you know) that could cause a whole lot of crap
i spent 40 dollars on the christmas sharing basket, for a family with a 2 year old and a 4-6 year old. i got: sippy cups, toothbrushes, mittens, toques, diaper wipes (yet no diapers, hee), toothpaste, a singalong tape, q-tips and baby shampoo.
there goes my two week's pay. oh well, its for a good cause -- my homeroom's so incredibly cheap and whiny and passed in like 3 pennies for the pennyrace for the poor.
i dont know if im going to semi-formal. i'd pay from my week's income. i need to discuss my clothing idea with the people i want to mooch off. i tend to do that at semi-formals. grade ten, candice's dress. grade eleven, chantale's dress. grade twelve, julia/josie & ashley
blah. is all i say. shannon and frenchy mcfrench are cute together, they're so quiet and shy and amazingly cute. hee. plus, he has a fruity teal car. SHE DEFENDED IT. it's so true love. he better not hurt her!!!!!!!! im going to kick his bum to the moon if he does, that rat!!!
* You're so silly, Nanny! 7:11:31 PM * * *
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