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2004 1 July :: 3.05pm
:: Mood: bored
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So I saw Spider-man 2 yesterday with Patrice, Reid, Q, and Corey. It wasn't that bad but I still wanted to kick it. The movie I mean...or maybe the characters. Well, at least it wasn't Romeo and Juliet-ish where the two people fall in love in 5 minutes. Peter and Mary Jane have been in love their entire lives so it made it better....or forgiveable.
So Patrice and I are going to make an anti-romance/love movie where the lovers die. Wow, I'm not sounding morbid at all. It's just....it's the same thing over and over again....and now I'm getting sick of it. But in what movie are they NOT going to portray some kind of romance...lovey dovey..."Oh, I can't live without you" deal? Very, very few movies.....and in those movies, there's probably alot of violence and blood and gore which I'm not too fond of.
I got a new phone last night. It's cool. It's one of those camera phones with a camera (duh, Sandy). Except they're transfering my number and all that other jazz over to my new phone so it's gonna take another day or so before I can start calling people and people can call me. Well, I re-entering my phonebook from my old phone to new and it was a pain in the ass. See, in my old phone, you enter one person's name in it and you can enter different numbers and information so in your phone book there's only one name, and not "so-and-so cell, so-and-so home". Well, in my new phone...it doesn't have that crazy feature so I sat there all night typing "so-and-so home, so-and-so cell". It was quite time consuming. But whatever. It's in color, has a camera....I can now download things....it even has games so I'm happy.
Ok, I go now.
Always, Sandy
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2004 1 July :: 2.15am
101 Things You MIGHT Not Know About Me
#1-40
( I was bored. Forgive me. You don't have to read it. Have fun if you do though, dudes.)
1. My first house was in New Kensington, PA.
2. I was the second grandchild on the dad's side.
3. I was the fourth grandchild for the madre's.
4. I had a cat named Simba once who got attacked by coyotes in Colorado.
5. The first test I failed was my states and capitals in 5th grade.
6. I hated Curious George when I was little. And I mean HATED. I cried when I saw him.
7. I tried out for cheerleading when I was in 5th grade.
8. I hate sherbert ice cream
9. I used to think Jay walking was walkign around the street naked
10. I ate Crisco once thinking it was butter-tasting.
11. I was in love with Enrique Englasias(sp) for two months two summers ago. Haven't listened to him since.
12. I have linkin park in my head right now.
13. I've been reading Les Miserables..the unabridged version..since last summer. I get busy..stop reading..then have to go back and remember what happened, and I get lost and start 4 chapters back, and the cycle never ends.
14. I've never been to Canada.
15. I hate cotton candy tasting things. Cotton candy's good, the flavored lip gloss and gum..ew.
16. I like brussel sprouts. I always have.
17. When I was 7, I ate a whole thing of roasted garlic. You know? The entire huge thing. Yum. But smelly.
18. My cousin tried to kill me when we took a hike and tried to throw me over the edge of a mountain. He was kidding. I hope.
19. i've had three aol screen names in my life.
20. My first screen name was Kwelkat87
21. When I had very few friends, I would write notes to no one in paticular and pretend like I had people to give them to.
22. I've had a crush on a teacher before. No names mentioned. :-X
23. In Charleston, SC I smelled Gardenias and I fell in love with how they smelled. So I bought a ton of them and put them all in my room and woke up the next morning sneezing. I was allergic to them. Poo. I like them still.
24. I had purple cat curtains and purple walls with dark purple cat trim in NC. Then we had to paint it all white when we were moving :-(
25. After the hurricane, my friend and I were making mud mixtures and we ran inside to wash our hands forgetting all the water lines and electricity were down. So my mom made us walk around with muddy hands because we couldnt waste the water we had saved.
26. The day after the hurricane we found 1,990ish acorns on my driveway.
27. The only pet I've had that has died of old age(not running away or beign hit by cars) was my hamster.
28. My dog in NC, Pluto, got hit by a car. And the guy tried to sue us because he was an idiot and hit our dog and killed her. Idiot.
29. My sister killed her bunny when she was playing with her on the swing set and decided the bunny wanted to go down the slide...while she had a leash on..yeah. She hung her bunny. She locked herself in the closet because she thought she was going to hell. That story still makes me cry. Do you know how tramatizing that would be? "hey bunny, let's play! Bunny...bunny...Mommy, why isn't bunny moving?" ::tear::
30. I got a new bike for xmas once..but it had to stay in the house because of snow, but my godfather came over and I wanted him to see it, so I rode it down the stairs. Ow.
31. I watched every episode of The Waltons a few summers ago.
32. I am the president of the Elite Foamade Society of Vernon Hills
33. I put my face in a bucket of crabs and one bit a chuck of my nose off.
34. I cut my own hair off when I was little and the lady had to give me a mushroom cut.
35. I was almost going to be teh remote control in the OM skit we did, but the outfit was too tight and I got scared. So I became the director.
36. I still know all my lines from that play. "I'm warning you zachery syrus. you're gonna get a tv virius. stay away from that tv or your eyes will not be able to see.."
37. I still have a poem memorized from 5th grade...Nobody...by Emily Dickinson. " I am nobody/who are you?/Are you nobody too?/ Then there's two of us!/ Don't tell!/ They'd banish us, you know/ How dreary to be somebody/How public, like a bog/ To live our lives the live long day to some admiring bog.? ::bows:: The end gets fuzzy, but I'm proud.
38. I can't go to sleep in complete darkness or near a fully opened window.
39. I'm a poplar tree.
40. I've never been to California.
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2004 30 June :: 5.11pm
so last night sandy and patrice slept over.
we talked and then headed to get sandy ice cream...not that she needed any...
and then to blockbuster after realising patrice couldnt find now and then and freaking her out at her house with my headlights and corny bean.
and then we came and made cookies
and sandy kim left after abotu twenty minutes of Now and Then
and trix and i talked til five in the morning...
then...today we woke up and trix had to go get her retainer..
and sandy called
this is the part i feel bad about.
neil and i were supposed to see The Notebook yesterday...but he didnt want to see two movies in one day
so we decided to see it today
but i neglected to tell sandy and patrice that...
but we didnt go see the movie
and i invited sandy to go to caribou...but she didnt want to...so i went out with neil anyway
we went to potbellys and jamba juice...
then we bought his shirts and went to the bank...
stupid fucking bank...
i deposited 117 dollars but they wouldnt let me take out twenty dollars cuz im not a signer
theres this huge sale at the mall...
EVERY STORE!!!
its amazing and i wanna spend some money
i wanna buy clothes and a hat!
i wanna hat this summer
i already have my birthday list...althoguh i know half of its not going to happen its just what i want
"White Fluffy Clouds"
{Brandon Boyd's [of Incubus] book of artwork}
"The Lovely Bones"
String Tribute to Incubus
A Job
A Job
A Job
A curling iron
a new burner or fix mine or soemthing...
and just gift certificates...
hot topic
kohl's
barnes and noble
best buy
i just got told by my brother that basically, im stupid for getting mad at neil for the shit i do cuz its dumb and i should know that at the end of the night he's "coming home" with me.
but...its hard to think of the big picture when you're in the mist of it.
adios
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2004 30 June :: 12.15pm
:: Mood: sleepy
:: Music: Numb-Linkin Park. Its stuck in my head.
Tetrasodium Prophosphate
So yeah. I've been journaling for almost a year and a month and I only have 235 entries. I'm sad. So I must get my butt..well fingers..moving...ok typing...and get those entries coming out more often. I'll be a journal machine.
Yeah, I got my retainer. Poo. I just get my braces off then BOOM new torture. Thanks dude.
Yeah, so last night was fun. Sandy Kim was freggin insane. But that's normal. Hehe. Yeah, then Jorie scard the crap out of us by driving into an abandoned parking lot. Damn girl. Lol.
Yeah, so Jorie and I pretty much did the sleepover thing. Talked. Alot. About what the hell tetrasodium prophosphate is and why the hell it's in marshmallows. Poor poor us. Digesting dangerous chemicals just to enjoy a big puff of horses hoofs and sugar. Mmm..
So yeah, mom picked me up early. For retainer. I just glared at her. ::glare:: Like that.
So 4th of July is coming soon. People should get together. Because it's my first day off of work. Because Friday and Saturday I work. Then Sunday...freedom! Ha, get it? 4th of july? Freedom? So party. Yeah.
My entries are always so long. It's kind of fun. I like writing about absolutly nothing. Because honestly, that's all you can write in these journals now without offending atleast six people. Not that it's a bad thing. It's the way to world turns, dudes.
I need pants. I just took a shower and I'm sitting here in my pj bottoms and I can't find my pants. Damn pants.
dooom di doom. if you can't tell, I have really nothing to say. In the shower I discovered that can recite the first 20 minutes of Now and Then without having the movie there. Probably more, but my shower got cold so I stopped talking to myself.
"Here I am baby, signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours!" Woo hoo oldies.
I want to find some deep lyrics to put in here. Like..look at me. I am deep. Alas, I am not deep it seems. I am me. And me means no entries that make you go...hmm...or go..wow..what a good writer. I write things that make you go...Wow. is she a boring person?
My response? Yes! Boring in my middle name. After Elaina that is. Patrice Elaina Boring Gentile. So it's not really my fault I ramble for hours about absolutly nothing. It's in my genes, man. Dude. But not in my jeans, because I can't find them. Ha. (Refer to paragraph above if you find that comment "dirty". I know some of you have gutter heads. Tsk tsk.)
Sometimes I would like to think my intelligence level is above what I write in here. I sound so...unintelligent sometimes. One day I will put something in here that is smart sounding.
I should do that thing. That 101 things you don't know about me. Except I'm a pretty open person. Hmm..thatd be fun though. I'll start now. I'll spread it out over a few entries.
I'll start in another entry. I'll just post this one For my many fans to read. Bye dudes.
-patrice
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2004 29 June :: 7.41pm
:: Mood: bubble-y
double A batteries
I am entertained. By waht? By my own mind. Woo...I'm telling you it's a party over here. ::Stares blankly::
I'm telling you, I'm a bad person...I'll just leave it at that.
Ok, so the last entry wasn't a "pity me" entry. I was just typing because I was fed up seeing some things. No really, I insist...my life isn't all that shitty. Yes, I have my "problems" but I know more than just a handful of people who have experienced so much more. Depression is not a joke. Depression isn't just your mood. It's a disease. I had never thought of depression as anything other than a "mood" until a friend of mine who suffers/suffered from depression pointed that out to me. Yes, we all say taht we're "depressed", I know I have...but you can't feel depressed one day but feel excited the next. It's like saying you know what? I'm a bit schitzo today and wake up the next morning saying that you are now paranoid. I do believe that you can experience short periods of "depression" without actually being diagnosed. I say this because I know I've experienced this period of time. But did that I mean I was suffering from the disease we like to call depression? I believe not. Because I got over the phase. And I could not diagnose myself of this disease because I am not a doctor. But I don't need to be a doctor to know that I'm not depressed. I'm not. I'm upset, I'm angry, I feel down, but I'm not depressed. I know my friend probably won't agree with me about experiencing short periods of depression (yes, I said short...a few months are mere seconds when compared to years and years), but I know she's probably smiling as she reads this because I no longer say that "I'm depressed" because I'm not. I'm "sad", I'm "angry", I'm "mad", I'm "upset", I "feel down", I am everything but depressed. And trust me, a few months of feeling "down" does not need medical treatment. After talking to friends who have been diagnosed with depression and are on medication, what I experienced a couple years ago was a short period. An emotion....it wasn't the disease. And feeling "alone" for a couple weeks is nothing. I don't know what it's like to have depression because I haven't been diagnosed but from what I hear, it's not pretty.
That is what I have to say for now.
::hugs:: to the pear for helping me realize this.
Btw, I have a xanga if you want to check it out. My username's Chuckleheadedchick. I don't feel like putting the link here...I will later, maybe...if I feel like it. It's in my profile and since everyone on my buddy list who uses AIM knows, I figured why not let the one's with AOL know my xanga too.
Always, Sandy
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2004 29 June :: 4.26pm
:: Mood: jello-y
nail polish
I am officially scared of journals. People don't fight in person anymore. Let's post shit about people so they'll read it and respond by writing another entry...it's this endless cycle of talking shit about people.
My mind is very blank right now. I think I've just given up on caring about "things". I had a friend who tried to convince me to try and get a guy. I simply said no. I don't want a boy. I mean...I do....but I don't. I see so much shit happen in relationships and I don't want to go through the same shit. I need to expand my vocabulary...for my birthday i want a thesaurus....so I use an alternative word to "shit".
Yesterday was wierd. I didn't want to see people. At all. I saw people because they came over and I didn't have the heart to say "Go away". I was in a shitty mood from the second I woke up and I knew I wouldn't be "entertaining". And things didn't improve when I was told that the reason that "they" came over was because they stopped by someone else's house learned that she wasn't home. It's not the first time that's happened to me. When this person's not home...they come over here. I really don't care about that...it's just...don't tell me to my face that that's the reason you're over here! It's saying to my face directly "Sandy, you're a second hand friend...we really wouldn't have talked to you if other people in this neighborhood were". It makes me feel wonderful...woo.
But whatever...that's the least of my problems because I have so many. I find that people complain too much...with me on the top of the list. And one thing that I'm trying to keep myself from doing is whine and whine and complain to people who has gone through more shit than I can imagine. I apologize to people after my ranting because I know they have seen more and gone through way worse shit and it's really not fair for them to listen to me complain about my crap when in comparison, it's really nothing.
::Sigh::
I'm back to my anti-social attitude and no, I'm not reading Harry Potter...that's just my attitude. I'm just sick of seeing drama happening and it's just like come on, people, let's grow up! We're not in Jr. High anymore. Yes, we are in highschool and we have to cope with more important and advanced things. Let's not go back to our young selves and act like we don't know any better.
Alright, I'm done. I'll go call Patrice and see what she's up too. But before that...to the potty...I have to go pee (Yes, I love informing people).
Always, Sandy
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2004 29 June :: 1.10pm
you know what...if you're going to read my journal, at least pretend you knwo what you're talking about before you get all pissed off...
"Maybe you shouldnt assume things."
maybe it shouldnt be assumed what i meant.
not that you should be reading my journal!
secondly
"she was occupied"
only meant that she was occupied and had something to do...and so she didnt need to talk to spencer.
PERHAPS they arent attacks against you...
but then again
everything is isnt it.
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2004 29 June :: 12.18pm
:: Mood: good
so last night we talked.
he tried to call...i hung up
he came online...i blocked him
he came over...i was gone...
i really did not want to talk to him.
and when i finally came home, we walked
i explained why i was mad, except not so very calmly.
then when i was done i wanted to know what he thought.
but he didnt know what he thought.
so i told him to go home and think.
and went upstairs.
and he went to talk to my mum.
for like two hours...
then i went down
"if you have thought about it, then come up and tell me rather than just sitting here talking to her"
he told me why he was in the garage
"when you ran upstairs, i was crying and your mum told me to come into the garage to calm down"
so that was all i really needed.
but we discussed and talked and yes everythings okie...
sandy called whne we were talking.
so dont worry...
we're going rollerblading today
and then to see the notebook
it really reminded me of us.
::shrugs::
yea.
even her hair color!!! hehehehe
:)
thank you everyone
wender thanks for calling...i really appreciate it.
and sandy and patrice and goli thanks for listening
and advicing
and helping me understand what i felt.
:-D
you guys are good friends, see! i told you!
what is there to get mad at?
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2004 29 June :: 2.33am
i don't know why i even bother....i should wait until i find a boy but oh whtat the hell...most of the results relatively true anyway...esepcially the parts that describe my personality
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You Are Right Brained In Love
Bit of a drama queen
Peacemaker, first to end a fight
Good at thinking up creative dates
Tend to fall in love and get hurt easily
Going with your gut instead of your head
Emphathetic and caring, sometimes to a fault
Good at recognizing patterns in relationships
Been in love many times, perhaps too many to count
Wildly passionate and intense when falling in love
Spontaneous with relationships, going with the flow
Overly visual - can play back past dates like movies in your mind
Roses, love poems, and stuffed animals are a good start to winning your heart
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2004 28 June :: 10.39pm
i love Q.
only recently have i realised what a sweetheart he is...and how much he really cares about people around him...and for that, i have admired him.
he shows a certain support that no one else does.
and would sit with you in silence while you cried...just to be there.
here's proof:
This letter applies to people at Neil's
party that happened last weekend.
I am well aware of the fact that our anti-social
behavior might have caused some anger. I assume
that nobody's mad at me, but only because I'm
single and have no special someone to spend time
with. As for Neil, I believe he should have had his
priorities in order, and probably Spencer as well
(although it seems Jill wasn't too pissed
off...) she was occupied. My personal reason for sitting down and
playing video games for 11 straight hours is that I
already had had a pretty fun conversation, I drove
Benton's truck around the block, and got bored
playing guitar. There was honestly nothing else to
do, so I completely understand where you guys
were coming from if/when you talked about being
bored. I do look up to Neil, but I believe that he
should have played the part of host a little bit
better and tended to his guests before joining us
in playing a game- especially his girlfriend, who
it seemed everyone else noticed was a little bit
steamed (and quite a bit bored) except for him.
If you have not visited the forums lately, I
posted a similar comment to this already. (i'm
sending this out, in case nobody bothers to read it
anymore.)
It is one of my strongest opinions that hosts of
parties should never indulge in a single activity
with a stagnant group of people for the entire
occasion. Doing so alienates certain people. I
have been at parties where the hosts were so
involved entertaining one or two people that they were
unaware that some new guests had arrived. I try
to avoid this sort of behavior when I have people
over, party or otherwise. Before I go about
tooting my own horn, I'll stop myself.
funny...he still doesnt see that everyone else was bored....he keeps saying "there was nothing else to do"...but why were there other people doing nothing too...talking is not against all party rules.
ahhhhhh
he needs to think understand.
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