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*   *    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






          *    * *   * Saturday, April 12     * *

I am so angry. So incredibly pissed off.
WORK SCHEDULE:

April 18 (Good Friday, YEAH): 12-4
April 19: 11-4
April 20: 10-4

So who friggin' knows if I'm going to the party. My mom's all mad at me about wanting to skip out on my family. Well, what the SUGAR AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?
I'll MAYBE have a few hours collectively to hang out my cousins and aunt anyway. GAH. It is so frustrating! Why am I working Good Friday? Every OTHER workplace is closed! Whatever.

Today was so super busy. I sweated like a monster running pig. It was so gross. I sweat like that anyway. Got my stupid dad's sweat genes. Uck. Anyway, yeah. I worked with the new girls Cheryl, Jen and Meghan. It was kind of frustrating for a bit because I was stuck basically doing Jen's work, as well as my own. She's new. She didn't know a lot of stuff. Then, she'd try correcting me on stupid unnecessary stuff. Like, grr. Oh well, they're all nice.

Phil Collins - "Another Day in Paradise"

Depressing. Jen's working until 8. Do I even want to do something? I COULD sleep over somewhere, but I'd have to get up at like 9. Nevermind. A stay-home weekend, I guess. My eyes feel glued shut. These jeans hurt my stomach. Yeah, I'm whiny today. Shut up. The weekend thing is making me angry and complainy.

I have to: start reading "The Gods Will Have Blood" by Anatole France, finish History chart, do a 'good rough copy' of my short story, gather english ISU conference information

Yeah, shut up, I need to buy my prom dress. Like, soon.

I don't want burritos. Leave me alone.

*   You're so silly, Nanny! 5:48:23 PM    * *       *


          *    * *   * Friday, April 11     * *

"Just Another" by Pete Yorn is making me bawl right now. Stupid Dawson's Creek got me weepy. Shut up, it was a sad episode.

*   You're so silly, Nanny! 9:20:56 PM    * *       *


Lunch was hysterically funny. "When You're Good to Mama" made everyone laugh. Well, it sounded like it anyway. Shannon hid behind me! Stinker!
I am so tired. I work 11-4 tomorrow. A tiring shift. Hopefully, I'll get put on the floor again. I LOVE being on the floor. So much better than till, I say. Please please please let me blow up balloons and price stuffed baby chick toys again?
There is nothing to do tonight. I like it that way.
Going driving in twenty minutes. Yeehaw.


*   You're so silly, Nanny! 3:43:39 PM    * *       *


          *    * *   * Thursday, April 10     * *

1) Classes were fun.
2) I got 82% on my History essay! ! ! ! ! ! !
3) I drove from Cashway to home. Yay! My commutes driving are getting longer. I went through an intersection, kinda. Whee.
4) My dad is listening to Church sermons on the radio. Gah.
5) Old school Dawson's Creek episodes are addictingly horrible.
6) My needle checkup was her feeling where my needle was. Waste of time, much?

Next week will be amazingly nothing:

Monday - School Reach practice
Tuesday - Early Dismissal, Doctor's Appt.
Wednesday - School Reach Tournament
Thursday - Immunization checkup
Friday - PA Day (Easter weekend)

Whoo.

Hey, I thought Flip Day started on Monday!
This means:

1st - Writer's Craft (ew)
2nd - Spare
3rd - History
4th - English

Today, I ran around snapping pictures of all my friends. I missed Julia, and a few others though. Joe took THREE of me. With my OWN CAMERA. Retard. I hope they turn out. I bought two disposables for twelve bucks. One for friends and all that, the other for the party. Hee. So fun.

I have the chills bigtime. I have to buy Josie and Jen's birthday gifts. Grah. One bought, one homemade for EACH. I am poor. I like having money but I hate spending money. I am always so worried my debit account is dry. Last week, I almost bought a forty dollar present for Emma. I thought she'd love it. But I am still poor. I had to justify it being her birthday or something but I couldn't. Hee.

Aww, today, my bus was pulling away and I saw Jamie and Gemma embracing. He had his chin on the top of her head, and it was so adorable. And also, on the cuteness scale, Full House had very "emo" lyrics on it today. The lyrics...

"If every word I said
Could make you laugh
I'd talk forever"

Aww. I need to: write my creative story, make history notes
I have Saved by the Bell "Did We Ever Stand a Chance?" lyrics stuck in my head. Hee. KAROAKE tomorrow. And Rawk Show! I hope I can go!!

*   You're so silly, Nanny! 6:30:20 PM    * *       *


I'm screwed. I tried to do my History.
I didn't bother re-editing my short story to print off.
Or do my six confusing English questions.
Spare will not be fun. But you know...I know myself.
I'll rationalize that if I goof off in spare, I'll have time later to do everything.
Yeah right.
I'm heading straight for the guidance office.
I must avoid the cafeteria during Spare, that's where I get sucked in.


*   You're so silly, Nanny! 6:06:32 AM    * *       *


          *    * *   * Wednesday, April 9     * *

I have the beginning of a heavy-duty headache.
American Idol was stupid.
The Bachelor was better. Ick. But yay.
Ursula has to stop by sometime and get the beat-in door from me.
I feel like I haven't worked in forever.
But I work Saturday (11-4) and Sunday (10-5)
I find out my Easter shift. I may be working Sunday. In which I'll cry.
But you know...I don't care anymore if I can go.
Either way, I get to spend time with people I love.
Scott's home for a bit. He's going to see Matt Good this week. I forget what actual day.
I went to homeroom today. For the first time in months. Ever. It was weird. There's like assigned seating, so I snickered to myself and sat wherever. Mr. Fleming didn't even acknowledge me.
I have a small papercut above my lip. Wah. Whiny me. I love going to third period Art, because I feel so inspired.
I thought I would hate driving, but I don't. I actually like it. I get somewhat nervous, being that I'm really not perfect ahah, but I calm down. I really have to keep my eyes peeled for road signs. I am so accustomed to ignoring them as the passenger that my dad has to tell me when it goes from a 60 to 80 zone. Hills piss me off, and throw my speedometer off. Gah.

For Clash of the Titans, I want to be Joan of Arc. I really do. I'm starting to research her already. Heh.

*   You're so silly, Nanny! 10:54:08 PM    * *       *


Immunization reading tomorrow. Bleh. I have to do: history question[s], english questions, writer's craft [print story off]

Oh well.

Driver's ed lasted like maybe an hour and a half. Hahha, Gina's great. Ashley I. is a one major whore. Indeed. I passed my first test. Boy howdy, I was pleased. But then we got out early, so I called my dad and waited in the temp. drama room watching them rehearse. Where I was told I'd be a good Reverend Allen's wife. I was told I look matronly. Uh, thanks?

I drove 3/4 home!! I was nervous but happy. I was doing good! Really good. Yay. I was having a problem with keeping my speed consistent. But I did fine. I almost ran some kids over, but that can be overlooked easily.

Manly Dyke makes my day. She really does. She makes me laugh hysterically. Oh, Manly Dyke. When will you learn.

I hate when people use the term Gangly Rape Girl when they don't know what they're talking about. You didn't make up the nickname, but they pretend they know what it means. They don't even get the "Rape" part. Speds. People get so offended by the nickname. I don't use the term around her. Or at her. I'm nice to her. I cheer her on when she does public things or whatnot. So whatever.

*   You're so silly, Nanny! 7:38:08 PM    * *       *


          *    * *   * Tuesday, April 8     * *

Thursday the 10th: Immunization Reading
Tuesday the 15th: Immunization Test
Wednesday the 16th: School Reach Tournament
Thursday the 17th: Immunization Reading

School will not be missed. Literally, yes. Emotionally, no.

*   You're so silly, Nanny! 10:18:40 PM    * *       *


Driver's Ed tomorrow night.



I am linus

Which Peanuts Character Are You Quiz




*   You're so silly, Nanny! 8:25:30 PM    * *       *


I doubt I can go to the Easter party. My cousins are down for the whole weekend and I haven't seen them since Christmas. My mom's making me stay. Even though this would be a great time, family before friends in this case. No offence. Seriously. Sorry, guys. Videotape Jen for me.

*   You're so silly, Nanny! 7:25:10 PM    * *       *


You have no idea how much "Who Put the Bop" by Big Bopper pleases me. I know it off by heart. Is that wrong? Or just so right.

*   You're so silly, Nanny! 7:23:55 PM    * *       *


Talking to Ursula.
I got a needle today, not the scratch skin thing I thought. Pssh, Mom.
Then I went driving for five minutes on back roads. Whee.
Easter might be a go. It is Easter, and my cousins are down.
Hmm haww.
Radio commercials are tacky.
Except for some one I heard today, it was a classics station and said:
"We recommend that when you are listening to our music, you do not allow your children to as well. Because they will ask the repeated question 'Who is this singing?' and it will really annoy you."
Hee. I had just asked my dad who was singing a song.
I have to remember to download a Honeymoon Suite song.


*   You're so silly, Nanny! 5:03:23 PM    * *       *


          *    * *   * Monday, April 7     * *

Oh geez. My family has a blog. Oh geez. This is so nerdish. But fun all at the same time!
And no, you cannot have the address. Mwahhah.
I like heart to heart talks. I should be a counselor.
I have to pee. But Krystian and Emma are interesting people to talk to at the moment.
...Man, I really gotta go pee.
Oh well.
I will not be chosen for the School Reach tournament. But there will be nothing stopping me from going all day and cheering. With Ursula, of course. Cheering on Peter as well. Dun dun dun!


*   You're so silly, Nanny! 8:17:24 PM    * *       *


1) I've been talking to John and Carson a lot lately.
2) Emma has nothing to worry about. I am serious.
3) Carson is an impatient pool player.
4) I so failed that English test. Or at least did badly.
5) I hate the stupid kids who got our school banned from Tim Hortons. Seriously.
6) Suppertime.


*   You're so silly, Nanny! 5:33:42 PM    * *       *