Wednesday, September 29, 2004

the age i learned to fly

happy wednesday! i know, wednesdays are really not that happy. i was just thinking about how the last time i posted was like... some day during the weekendish. i think. maybe. anyway...

er.. i knew there was a point to this... why do my posts keep being like this? "oh, i had something to write, but forgot it...". i'm sure that's not very entertaining for you to read. i had a vague thought to let other people submit posts so as to keep all of you occupied while i reveled in laziness, but i decided against it. the only person who would do such a thing, most likely, would be anna, and i'd end up posting something filled with "ARIAJGOIGJWGOIJAWOIGJ WGOIAJWGOIAWGJ MOOOO AWEGOIAWJGAWG CHOCOLATE I LIKE MY CHOCOLATE PIE FWAAAAAAA..." and the such. and that many capital letters just do something to erode the very foundation of ones sanity.

but like we had any to begin with, right?

and took a step outside

Saturday, September 25, 2004

if i had a dollar bill for every time i've been wrong

i thought i might take time right now, at 1:12, to wish all of my friends who have or have had birthdays within the last three days a happy birthday.

happy birthday aditi, rachel and jim!

now, later this week, tune in as i wish more people who have birthdays a happy.. er.. birthday. so many people have birthdays this time of year. i guess our parents were busy around new years (i know you probably really didn't want to hear that...)

i'd be a self-made millionaire and you'd still be gone

Friday, September 24, 2004

so mr. dj don't stop the music

this is hilarious. thank you key, for showing this to me. read and be entertained! i'm still laughing...

Purported actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays:

1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides
gently compressed by a Thigh Master.

2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like
underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.

3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a
guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of
those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country
speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at asolar eclipse
without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.

4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was
room-temperature Canadian beef.

5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes
just before it throws up.

6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.

7. He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.

8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated
because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a
surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM.

9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a
bowling ball wouldn't.

10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty
bagfilled with vegetable soup.

11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an
eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and
Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.

12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.

13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots whenyou
fry them in hot grease.

14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across
the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having
left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka
at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.

15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences
that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.

16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who
had also never met.

17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the
East River.

18. Even in his last years, Grandpappy had a mind like a steel trap,
only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.

19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.

20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil,
this plan just might work.

21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not
eating for a while.

22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either,
but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land
mine or something.

23. The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender
leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.

24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with
power tools.

25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells,
as if she were a garbage truck backing up.

26. Her eyes were like limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in
any pH cleanser.

27. She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.

28. It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it
to the wall.

well. that was enjoyable. watch for added commentary as the weekend progresses and i get more bored.

i wanna know are you feeling the same way too

Monday, September 20, 2004

you say you love me, well love me again

er... i mainly posted this because i really like the song. which nicholas would not let me burn, being the mean person he is. he's all "no, i'd rather have it sit in my car overnight than let you copy it onto your computer so you can enjoy it while doing hw".

i am so loved.

anyway, i am futilely trying to think up some substance to include in this post apart from my longing for some nice wholesome ska music. er. i am at a loss here. oh, who all is going to homecoming? i am thinking i'm not going to go.

but if you love me, where have you been?

Sunday, September 19, 2004

it's so nice

it's beginning to smell like fall outside. that makes me happy. :D

i want to hear the same song twice

Saturday, September 18, 2004

i try to say goodbye and i choke

so today was the beach clean-up for mmob, which was really quite fun. while dirty and a long wait in line for lunch, coupled with unbearabley stupid people, it was still mostly exciting. i found three socks! but they were quite sandy and gross, so i didn't keep them.

went to the football game. nobody was there. it was not any fun at all, sitting by yourself for three hours. but then it got better. i love my friends ^_^

and now? and now! and now... i am going to... do something else. this post didn't evoke any thought, did it. that's going to be my new goal. to make you people think.

i shall start this tradition (which will probably turn out to be a one time thing) with a question:

if you had to chose between hurting somebody by telling the truth or comforting them while maybe saying a little white lie, which would you do?

i try to walk away and i stumble

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

bring me home

they can't make me do it! i refuse. to do my hw. only not really. it's actually not that bad. if i actually did it instead of complaning, i'd never not do my hw. but i'm sure you all feel the same way, right? no? ok then, i'm just going crazy and typing monologues with myself. how sad...

well, my relatives all went to our beach house instead, because my mom thought it would get too crouded here (which i would). the waves in galveston are 10ft high (as of yesterday). chris and i were practically drooling. i wish i was there instead of at school. *sigh*

er... i swear, there was a point to this post. other than procrastinating...

maybe...

i have two tests and a quiz tomorrow (precal, chem, french)! wish me luck!

or leave me be

Monday, September 13, 2004

once and for all

such silly friends. read the comments on the post below if you're bored, it's quite entertaining.

er... what's new... not much. not that i feel like sharing with the entire world, anyway.

a bunch of my relatives are coming to stay with us for the next few days because the hurricane is hitting louisiana. so. that's two extra families. this is going to be a huge mess. oh well, the food will be worth it! i will just have to deal with being roomless... which is... i mean, we wake up early to go to school. how am i supposed to get dressed? take a shower? oh, this means i have to clean my room... gah...

beach cleanup is this weekend. you should all go. because it will be fun! though, i'm not sure if i can go yet. but i probably will.

enough mindless drabble, i'm going to go do homework (scary, isn't it! me, doing homework, and it's not passed five yet. i am scaring myself!).

and all for once

Saturday, September 11, 2004

Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
For hope I'd give my everything

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

can we pretend i'm amazing

well... updated...?

not much going on. i passed my final driving test, which is good.
i have to get off now to go read the rest of that history chapter, which is bad.

night all.

instead of what we both know

Monday, September 06, 2004

the world's more full of weeping

i told you i'd update again. i am so pathetic.

well, i wrote a poem. in two minutes. it is not quite as sucktastic as my other recent fiascos. i just... have no idea.. what has happened. i used to write so much. now i write so little. it's sad. but enough self-loathing. i have decided to paste the poem here for you to rip apart and mis-interpret as you'd like to. hahaha. well, leave your comments if you wish to.

When the world hangs in balance
On a spider’s silk thread
And we all tremble in fear
Of the lies that we’ve said

Of the times that have been
Of the times yet to come
Of the times when we lied
To be one with everyone

In this we have lost
All that we held dear
And none of us knew
No one shed a tear

For the change that has come
For the change we’ve beget
It has made us pretend
It has made us forget.

What happened to those people
We used to be
Where have they gone
Why can’t we see

How this change has beget
Us to shy away from
What we once were
To ignore what we’ve become

We are different
We are one.


than you can understand

blackbird singing in the dead of night

it is monday. there is no school. i am happy insanely exhilerated.

so i spent some time this morning doing homework. and i got it done. by two. so now i'm sitting here, on a school night, not having homework. crazy, i know. this has happened.. er... probably about twice in the past three years. well, i haven't finished all of it. i still have to call two random people for yearbook interviews. which will take me a whopping five minutes. stupid freshmen aren't in the directories yet... fie..

what else... randomness... hmm pie. today i figured out that pie is equal to the atomic mass of something's isotope or something like that... i have such an awful memory of important things. but i can remember all that unimportant stuff like that *insert snap motion here*. like how there are 454 grams in a pound.

i might update again tonight.. just because i'm that bored.

take these broken wings and learn to fly

Sunday, September 05, 2004

are you feeling

YAY! it is sunday, but there is no school tomorrow!! i am so happy...

yesterday was exciting. went dress shopping (and four hours really isn't that much, silly boys) with some peeplas (that looks incredibly stupid, i know, but try saying it! peeplas...). then we went to a draft. and i got second. and i didn't even have any help for the last game, even if it was against anna. i still sort of knew what i was doing... maybe. but that's beside the point. how anna and i ended up in the final four confused the hell out of everybody (ourselves included).

i drove on the freeway this morning. fast + crazy mr higgins = exciting.

and now i'm going with anna and her mom to go eat breakfast! yay.

alright?

Thursday, September 02, 2004

it was cold in the kitchen

*edit* oh no! i forgot to talk about harry! he is going dress shopping with katherine and i (among others). there, happy? *end edit*

fine fine fine! updated. happy now?

*sigh*

such a crazy week. i apologize... sort of. to some.

er... what else...

i should really be studying for french and history, doing my english hw and my precal stuff...

but then, i would be... er.

nevermind. i'm rambling.

oh, and the football game... it rained on us. sort of more like drizzle stuff. we left after half-time. poor justin, had to sit there for the rest of the game. oo i saw hillary, she's doing well, for all of you who might want to know. and nick was all waving his arms in a conducting manner. which was actually insanely boring.

football is such an asinine farcicle game.

and the lights were low