2006 9 March :: 5.43 pm
The Egypt exibit was a doosey. I am so disappointed.
Anyways, school and work. Sucky deal.
But that's life eh?
Lots of love all.
6 overdoses |
2005 15 November :: 9.04 am
this one too!
I am sleek and tall,
One of thousands,
Raised from seed,
My roots run shallow in fertile soil.
My hair stands on end
In constant anticipation of the future.
I sway to a song
The wind carries the beat.
The others and I dance
In synchronized rhythm until we are grown,
Awaiting the harvesters
To uproot me and give me meaningÖ
A natural, fibrous food.
1 overdose |
2005 15 November :: 9.01 am
:: Mood: funny
This is a paper I wrote for class. I hope you all enjoy!
I know it's long but it will hopefully make you laugh!
Shopping Cart Etiquette
When I walk into a supermarket, the first thing I do is grab a cart. I push it around the store avoiding other cart driving maniacs, swerving around produce displays, and looking both ways before I pull out into traffic. What many people donít know is how dangerous and difficult driving a cart can be. There are many rules for driving one of these beasts. Breaking these rules can lead to aisle rage, frustration, or even possible injuries. There are no shopping cart police, so people generally resolve their differences personally if you know what I mean. (If you donít follow these rules- you soon will.)
As a victim and now full fledge devout to the shopping cart rules, I will present them to you in order to save you from a painful future. I have even modified them to properly show you the consequences of the serious mishaps.
Rule One: Drive in the right hand lane. If you have to get something to the left of the aisle either grab it quickly and keep walking, or go to the end of the aisle, turn around and come back to stare at the shelf for a few minutes. But whatever you do, donít ever drive down the center so others are forced to stop and get over just for you. Pick a damn side!
Rule Two: If you run into my cart, I will smile at your apology. Iím sure it was an accident. But donít be surprised if your cart is overturned the next second you walk away.
Rule Three: Donít leave your cart to go get something across the store or in the next aisle over. Pretend the cart is a personal attachment to you until you exit the store. Take it with you! Or else, whatever is in it is fair game and may save me a trip across the store.
Rule Four: Donít glide across the store on your cart. Iím glad youíre having fun showing everyone how well you ride a scooter, but other innocent bystanders may question the amount of control you have over the cart- even if you are a professional.
Rule Five: Kids who are small in stature and cannot see over the cart may not drive the carts. If they canít see over the handle- they canít see me. And just so you know, itís the parents I go after if injured.
Rule Six: Keep your distance and pay attention! If you run into the back of my heels- this will cause me to get very angry. If an apology is given I may just cast evil glares at you until one of us leaves the store- or for the rest of your life. But if not- Iíll meet you out in the parking lot.
Rule Seven: After loading your essentials into your car- park your cart in the cart coral. There is nothing worse than finding the perfect parking spot and pulling up to find a cart blocking your place. Thereís a spot for cars and thereís a spot for carts- take two extra seconds from your busy schedule and get it there.
So if ever you see me in the supermarket, keep in mind these seven important rules. It may save you from extra work or purple and blue tender spots on the back of your heels and/or body.
Iím not saying a brawl breaks out every time someone breaks a rule involving those pesky shopping carts.
Iím just informing you- it may.
2 overdoses |
2005 13 August :: 2.18 pm
:: Mood: frustrated
The kids I am babysitting are being so naughty. They can't stop fighting. I need 4:30 to roll around a lot faster than it is. They are grounded to their rooms now and I do not feel bad in the least. Grahhhhhhh......
Parents gone all weekend. Yess!!!!
I'm gone all weekend too though but it still means freedom.
Grawk.. fighting again gotta go.
I wanna punch them. I already swore. Opps.
2005 12 August :: 8.42 pm
:: Mood: lonely
I am so bored. I haven't visited Woohu in forever. I guess I just don't have anything to say. It sounds like people are having fun- and a lot of people are leaving. I haven't seen my friends in forever and I'm starting to go crazy. I'm starting to become a mess and I think I'm having fun at the moment- but I'm fucking up in the long run. Well, I've got to get it together for school soon so I hope this doesn't last. Or that it does in another form.
I'm severly pissed off I missed a Flogging Molly concert yesterday. And even more that I've got other problems that constantly need to be addressed. What is so hard about not going out with other people on seemingly looking double dates when your girlfriend isn't there? Especially since she has never met the people you want to hang out with in the first place.
Is it weird that Jas is one of David's best friends and I have never met him once?
And Jas's girlfriend calls David up and asks him if he "wants to go see tittys with her for her Birthday"?
I'm blowing thinga out of porportion probably but I'm a girl and it feels good. I just don't like being too trusting when all men are dirtbags.
3 overdoses |
2005 29 April :: 11.36 am
To Agree- or not agree
You know... English is probably the worst subject ever.
The teacher asks you to read a poem or story.
Analyze the information. Identify the theme.
You examine the story and share your results.
She nods and tells you she sees how you got that and it makes sense- but you're wrong.
Anyways- I give up.
1 overdose |
2005 23 March :: 7.42 pm
:: Mood: bouncy
:: Music: Actually- a movie~Finding Neverland is on
Gosh I miss you guys
So guess what. I totally have internet access here. It's great! I totally miss you guys and I have a way to talk to you now. Well I could call but my parents are being anal about a lot of things down here. It feels nice not to be in school but awkward because I know I should be and am missing out. It's nice down here, but I can't wait to get back.
You totally don't even realize how much you depend on your friends for happiness and luaghter till you don't see them for a while. Even little things you think of later just make you grin to remember. Even things you remember not to be funny- but remembering you guys laughing at it makes me grin. You guys are too cute.
No one will pet me down here, and when they do- they do it all wrong.
We are going to Epcot tomorrow and I am hoping to find Hagis for us all to try again. I guess they sell it in jars or cans or whatever. I hope it tastes the same and we were all not just in awe at being caught with boys and totally screwed. (But not the dirty way you dogs.) And Hilary- you will try it. No questions asked. It's good.
Anyways, you all better have some good gossip or such for me to listen to when I get back or all my dreams are in vain. I hope you all write back. Speak to me or I'll have to hunt you down. I Love you guys and I miss you!
6 overdoses |
2005 18 March :: 9.44 am
Toatally leaving soon and I am happy. I'll have so much homework but who cares! I will miss you all though and I will miss my little Davey. I'll send postcards!- if I get around to it. I'll really try this time.
I have to take a test in physics. I hope it's not too hard.
Ve vill see!
1 overdose |
2005 7 February :: 10.14 am
:: Mood: pissed off
Wow. everything just is totally so much better in life right now.
David is being so sweet lately and we are totally back together, but the only thing that could go wrong -did.
Fricken Brianna is back. To stay. Forever! I'm pissed. So Pissed.
I just got pissed again, so I'll have to leave now.
1 overdose |
2005 24 January :: 2.45 pm
:: Mood: crappy
Okay so the day was going good. Then when we got to my house he was so quiet. He fell asleep for 2 hrs and then woke up and told me he couldn't hang out with his friends and be with me at the same time. Meaning he wanted to break up. But he doesn't say this. He asks me what I think he should do and expects me to take over from there. I totally can't even hate him.
I mean,I really fell for this kid. He says he can't so everything he use to do.( Hang out with girls and be free with it.) He can't commit to anyone because he wants to be frivilous with his life.
I understand, cause that's what character he has but how can he just up and throw away everything we work toward. I can't believe it happened. Just out of the fucking blue.
He says we can just be friends... but how can you be friends with someone you are totally in love with and not have them feel the same way. It's too hard. I'll write more later. Gotta go to fucking work.
I've gotta quit soon. I hate it here.
1 overdose |
2005 18 January :: 2.40 pm
Yeah. I tragic thing happened. Edgar died.
3 hrs after returning from the animal hospital, pumped full of meds, getting the best care a girl can give him and capoot. He's gone. It's sad cause I've almost had him for 3 years now. He was just a pet yeah.. I know. And I'll get over it. But he was also a friend. Gosh. I'm gonna miss him.
2 overdoses |
2005 13 January :: 9.23 pm
:: Mood: confused
:: Music: Masquerade
That damn pig
Why do I have to feel so damn bad about aDAMN rat?
Why doesn't he just die and get it over with?
I'm even scared to go into my room- I may hear him. That would be so tragic.
I feel like I have a kid. That's really small and hairy. That shuts up when I feed him. Shit. I'm going to bed.
2 overdoses |
2005 5 January :: 12.55 pm
people find me humerous when mean?
To get people to laugh when you are being mean.
1. Take on a serious tone if you don't usually have one and don't show any expression at all.
2. Yell everything. ( Despite what people tell you, no one takes you seriously when you are screaming.)
Jess: Where is the freaking note?(REPEAT AT LEAST 40 TIMES)
Becca: GOD DAMN IT! I DIDN'T GET TO READ IT YET.JUST CHILL THE FRICK OUT.
Jess: Aww... (giggle giggle) that was cute. Okay. You can read it. I'll wait. I just wanted to put it in the notebook.
Gah. What to teach next.
2 overdoses |
2005 5 January :: 12.49 pm
HUMEROUS AND SAD- BUT TRUE
Dan: Me and Jessi were waiting for you at the locker but you never came.
Becca: I had stuff to do.
Dan: We must never let the thought of you grace our minds again.
Dan: Don't worry. She'll probably forget by tomorrow.
Becca: AN ELEPHANT NEVER FORGETS!!!!!
4 overdoses |
2005 4 January :: 1.13 pm
Well, yes I couldn't take one hour of my time over vacation to keep up with the happening news in this here site. What ya gonna do about it?
I really am disliking this whole school thing and I'm really glad this is my last year. I think I missed everyone butam disillusioned by my regret of having to return here to see you all. I really am enjoying only one class so far and band really stinks like rotten garbage that no one will go near because there must be a dead animal of some sort in there cause it just is really really stinky.
I regret to inform you that there may be aslight change to my entries because I am bored with the old original way of thinking. I just think it really sucks. I will now randomly tpye words of anger or frustration with no intention of them being true.
WORDS OF ANGER OR FRUSTRATION WITH NO INTENTION OF THEM BEING TRUE.
there. I feel better.
Ya I'm crazy!
6 overdoses |
2004 15 December :: 12.32 pm
:: Mood: incredibely depressed
Worst F-ing night of my life.
He's the best thing that ever happened to me. I can't imagine lossing him. Actually I can- and it is very hot suddenly and demons are dancing around my feet.
I hate men. Sorry if we get pissed off because we don't want you hanging out with other sluts we can't trust. Sorry we don't like watching you rubbing up on other girls while we are there. Sorry we even bother. Why would you even ask if you know I'd be pissed.
I started off the relationship being jealous- you should have known this would happen. Don't be so f-ing surprised and retarded. Say what you feel when you feel it and other people won't have to worry about what you mean by your retaded facial expressions and such. Don't even think about doing anything on the phone. Pansies are not wanted or tolerated in this shindig-
Not all guys are crappy and retarded. Just the ones I happen to like.
Which advise to follow? Wait it out- let him do the talking- or introduce the idea of splitting for a while.
I have no clue.
Wish me luck.
3 overdoses |
2004 13 December :: 1.04 pm
:: Mood: grumpy
Sorry I am the way I am- seriously
I feel really crappy today. I felt really grouchy yesterday and then today I was okay... until people started talking to me. I don't know why I have these bad mood swings but people take it way to heart. You should be use to it by now. Especially since I've been like this forever.
I'm sick of the imature conversations that everyone still thinks are hilarious. Grow up. The lesbian thing is getting really old too. I mean, girls are better than guys- but throwing the jokes constantly and the unseriousness (is that a word?) that we try to convince others with- it's just retarded now. It bugs me. There.
I'm just really sick of everyone right now in their own little ways. It's not like it's a big deal- but that's just it. I'm sick of dealing.
I hate band (Mr. Robuck) want to quit- but will miss Hubert way to much. TV Pro is just boring right now- and people being late on their projects and not getting any penalties is pissing me off. English is full of irritating people that linger on jokes that were semi-funny like five minutes ago and the material is Greek to me it seems. Lunch is the monotinous conversations replayed over and over with the change up of rolls every once in a while and maybe a variety of people cramming together at one f-ing table. And then there is BMMT where Ellie can't hear a damn thing I say and I have to repeat EVERYTHING and so I get short and sarcastic with her- but she is so nice and I always feel bad- but hten the next day I do it again. And then Current issues is so boring because If I have enough time to write something like this that is so detailed in one class period then you know something is wrong. And then there is Physics where you have to hear Mr. J the coolest teacher fighting with Mitch or someone else about stupid things like popsicles and the like.
I'm just feed up with school. I just want to get everything over with. The repetitive pattern that plans my days are sometimes interupted with work, which is okay. And then there is David and I don't even want to start there. And friends. Kahhh... I am exhausted.
I hate siblings. Only children have no idea how lucky they are. No one spying- No one telling on you for things- no one interupting your shower time in the mornings- no one reading things they shouldn't- no one to lock things away from. My parents would never go through my things- so I'm not sure if they are making their own assumptions or is someone feeding them information they should never even have guessed?
You know what's weird is when Brianna calls home- I feel really bad when she doesn't want to talk to me and she just wants to say hey to Katie or Mom or Pa. I want to feel needed. I want to feel like people actually want to listen instead of just being polite. I want to not accept things anymore. I want to get my pet peves out into the open and have no one be offended by them. I want life to be simple.
I want to do what I want to do. I don't want to feel bad about what occupation I want to pursue. I want to be done with college stuff. I want to be done searching for the rest of my life for someone. I want to be done with everything.
There. I'm done.
5 overdoses |
2004 2 December :: 12.38 pm
I'm thinking since I'm not doing anything for the play anymore I'd go to the concert and have a little fun. Maybe. I'll check with the husband.Hope he says yes.
Do you think there is still anytickets for the concert left or is it a buy ahead of time thing?
You know what- I'll talk to you in person.
Everything's easier that way.
I really am pretty bored. I think I'll get another journal or something. I guess I'll see. Xenga?
5 overdoses |
2004 1 December :: 12.37 pm
Today is Mommy's B-day. I'm not doing anything special for her today but I was the first to wish her happy B-day.
Anyways, last night was fun. David, Mike, Daniel, and I all hung out and we were gonna go skating but it was closed due to rain (DUH) but David was pissed anyways. And then it started snowing when he drove me home and it was really pretty. I think it's cool how he was so amazed the snow looked so cool in the headlights and stuff. He's sucha dork. I love it.
Mike and Dan were being really nice to me. And then kind of teasing me. I don't think they hate me anymore is the point, because it would be aweful if his family and friends hate me as muchas they hate Mike's girlfriend. She's really pretty and high matinence (totally opposite of me) and i think she's nice but they think she's a bitch.
I am tired of school and can't wait till break.
I wanna go home now. I hate the freaking bus. See ya if I don't die.
2004 30 November :: 12.53 pm