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2004 14 January :: 7.42pm
:: Mood: Empty
I've been trying to think of something to say since the last time I updated, but there's nothing to say. Haven't had a whole lot to say recently. Listening, I suppose. Lemme tell ya, it's a bit dangerous. But if you don't have anything to say, what can you do but listen? I love how people are given three options in this...talking, listening, or complete removal from society. Seems there should be something more to it. Atleast in my opinion. Because at this point, I have nothing to say, and I can hardly remove myself from the situation. I'm forced to listen. Not that like I don't want to listen to what my friends have to say, you're missing the point. Perhaps I missed the point too.
Took les chiens to the dog beach last weekend.. I can't remember if I've written about this before or not. Oh well, if I have, here it is again, and if you don't want to read it again, go to the next paragraph. Long drive, wrong directions, long walk with two dogs down A1A with no sidewalk, then we finally got to the dog beach. I took both dogs down on their leashes to the water, fully expecting hershey to be scared out of her mind, because the dog doesn't even like a bath, but Sasha, she loves to swim. I was expecting her to go nuts and love it. I never thought about the waves. They scared the hell out of her. I'd lead her down to where the water just was, then she'd run away trying not to get hit by a wave. Quite amusing, actually. I went into the water a bit, and got her to stick her paws in. Then I got a tennis ball and gave Hershey back to my mom. Put Sasha on the retractable leash and threw the ball a little bit into the water. She ran after it, and discovered that the waves were no more than moving water. Next throw was out in about 3 feet of water and she just swam right out to get it. After a few throws I took her off her leash, but left her harness thingy on, having never had her off leash in a non-fenced place. She's so obsessed with tennis balls, she barely left my side. We played fetch in the water for hours, she was so amazed. After about 10 minutes of off-leash though, I took her harness off, since it was serving no purpose really and it was getting all sandy. But the beach is Sasha's new favorite thing. She loved running in the water, digging in the sand, the whole nine yards. Hershey was, well, she's a beagle, what can I say.. My mom, like an idiot, listens to this lady who is there with her dog, who has never seen hershey before in her life, when she tells her to let hershey off the leash. Now hershey doesn't run away, but she goes at a pace a little faster than my mom does, smelling everything. Before you knew it, she was a good 25 yards away, too far for comfort. I had to go chase her down three times before my mom was finally convinced that random people at the dog beach are probably not the most reliable source for dog training information. The whole day though, I only saw about 4 other dogs, no more than 3 at one time. So it was pretty good. Now I hear they are closing the one in Boynton that we went to, but there is one in Fort Lauderdale. Hmm..
I'm sick of school. I have decided this, as I sit here, at 8:00 at night, having done no homework. There is no way I'm going to finish all the Zen reading for tomorrow. I still have chem hw to do and look up freaking vocab words. Grr. Christmas break was like nothing. Not that I didn't have fun, but it does not feel at all like I was out of school for two weeks. Well, what are ya gonna do..
I'm getting increasingly annoyed at some friends. Not naming names, not like they read this, but still. It's just getting to me. I spend every waking hour either at school or doing schoolwork. I think I see some of my friends too much. It's getting to that point where I just need a break from some people. I'm like that though. It's not like I hate them or don't want to be their friend anymore or anything like that, it's just I have issues seeing the same people every day for months, talking about the same things, complaining about the same things, etc. Not that I'm one to talk about being in a rut, I'm famous in the band room for having the same thing for lunch every single day, but in things like people, I just need something different. Maybe it's not even the people themselves, but just general discontent for what's going on. Everything has just turned into one big monotony. I feel like I'm going nowhere, but at the same time am going too fast. I feel so old, but at the same time feel like I have made no progress. I am working too hard to be doing nothing with my life. What have I done for the past 17 years? Have I accomplished anything at all? For too many people, 17 years is a lifetime. How would that be? To accomplish nothing in your whole life. I feel like we are constantly preparing for our next step of life. When are we going to get there? It's like we are headed towards some invisible destination which can be seen by no one. It seems so pointless to me. I mean, if you think about it, I'm going to be in school until I'm like 25, atleast. Is it worth it? I'll barely be working as long as I will have been in school. What the hell is up with that? Have you ever thought about that before? You spend nearly as long preparing for something as you do actually doing it. I feel like it's all a big waste of time. Maybe it is. Who knows..
I'll get over it.
Do you have the time
To listen to me whine
About nothing and everything, all I want
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid
Or am I stoned?
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2004 11 January :: 3.04pm
i know a lot of you have been inquiring and i really haven't had the time to get back to this so...
yes, i am fine (thank you much) & my poor car has $2400 worth damage to it... seems like the engines fine so thats good.
everything else has been okay, schools been fine.
Wished upon a star?: | shooting :0) | Found a lucky penny?: | heh the Jew in me I pick up pennies everywhere lol. | Had a dream come true?: | dreams are always coming true | Been in love?: | still am | Broke someone's heart?: | i'm sorry. | Had sex with a stranger?: | nope | Been turned on by some one of the same sex?: | if by no you mean yes :0P | Skydived?: | 1 year we're going!!! | Bungee jumped?: | i've been on the skycoaster | Snorkeled?: | & scuba dived! | Lied to a good friend?: | :0( | Danced in the rain?: | and gone mud sliding <3 Blue Ridge | Had sex on an airplane?: | ha. that would be terriby inconvenient | Swam with dolphins?: | in Ft.Myers | Donated something?: | absolutely | Stolen something?: | stupid stuff, not from stores or anything :0P | Made someone cry?: | i hate it because i know this is how i feel when someone else makes me cry. | Achieved a goal?: | i always find myself suceeding a little more | Made a snowman?: | in Switzerland <3 | Loved yourself?: | yes |
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2004 7 January :: 9.11pm
:: Mood: discontent
:: Music: Miles To Go, which I finally heard. Thanks Amanda for the link.
I figure it's finally time to let you people know what's up. Went to Pittsburgh the 27th of December through the 4th of January. A good time was had by all. It barely snowed Tuesday. Don't get me wrong, it was cold and snowing, but not enough to make a snowman or snowangel or something. So Tuesday was the coldest day; that night me and Karen went to Wildwood Highlands for snow tubing. That was awesome. So fun. Big hill, like HUGE. I was really scared at first, because it's kind of intimidating standing on ice at the foot of this huge hill you're about to go screaming down, but it was so much fun. We also had a good time staying up almost every night into the wee hours of the morning playing game after game of parcheesi. We played a bit of trivial pursuit and outburst as well. Monday night there was a bible study christmas party at their house. So we spent all day cooking and setting up for that, then people showed up and we ate dinner, kids in the family room, adults in the dining room for gossipping. Very amusing. We watched some tv, including a two hour special about the Press Your Luck scandal on the Gameshow Network. That's very interesting. Kinda creepy actually. The guy was totally insane, but that stuff always interests me. If you have not seen the movie Quiz Show go see it. Now. We also spent a lot of time shopping. Went to Sal's, Plato's Closet, and a few malls. We went to this one store, Pawdaddy's, it's an indoor craft fair. It was really cool. That's pretty much all we did. It was fun just hanging out. Now I'm going to post a few inside jokes and memories from the trips, just for my own records. Don't expect to understand them.
Agent 750
It was a cacoustic travesty
Gary's film debut: "They can't teach that kind of talent!"
"Waller"
17....and counting
Pop vs. Soda
"Looks like a full moon tonight!"
Commercials with kids in diapers, people sleeping in morgues, and a little kid who's sad not because his grandpa died, but because spongebob's not on
Gary's mullet
Bible Bowl
NFL Playoffs...wait, Jeff, who are we rooting for again?
Never wear a knee brace in an airport
MatchGame
Lingo
Late-Night Parcheesi Marathons
Jeff and his neverending useless sports trivia answers
Library Hour
Pirates of the Carribbean!!
Edward Scissorhands
Snowtubing
Annorexic Asshole
Life Alert necklaces
Italian Charm shopping
"How do you get home from Beaver Falls??" "I think we're approaching Ohio!" "No, wait, we see a sign! It says...William Flynn Highway!"
"OMG, what if I hallucinated the Steak and Shake?! How will we ever find them?! Oh, it's right by Ikea."
Walking right past Hot Topic
Maz hating Gary
New Year's pretzel
Gary, on his return from work New Year's Eve: "I smell like a bar"
"It's such a nice day out. There's not a cloud in the - oh wait...nevermind."
Monday after I got back I just kinda....slept. Tuesday started back up school, not much to write about there. But it did start my music appreciation class at PBCC. It's...interesting. When we got there, (we being me, krystle and jonide) this one guy was talking to us. He had obviously failed the class atleast once, and told us that the professor was a real flake and we would know what he was talking about as soon as he walked through the door. Boy was he right. He also told us that we would be fine. "Just dont be a smartass and you'll be alright." This class looks so easy though. We spent 15 minutes trying to teach this one lady why a trombone can't play a chord. Special. We have to write three papers, which were sort of making me nervous, until I found out that they were 2 pages each, double spaced, about any musical experience. Oh boy. Haven't had too many of those.. *rolls eyes*
That's all I can think of right now to write, but this will be a progressive entry, mostly only the list of Pittsburgh things, so don't pay attention to it unless your last name is DeBaldo, because you won't get it. Atleast not all of them.
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2004 6 January :: 4.34pm
note to self:
crashing the car is a really bad thing. yup. anyone want to give me rides everywhere? (granted i'm not grounded forever.)
grrrr. welcome back to school kids.
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2003 30 December :: 4.00pm
being 18 rocks.
i'm slowly becoming addicted to scratch off lotto tickets. Poor, Very Poor.
been working like cray-z but gregory works con me so its all gravy.
saw mona lisa smile, i liked much. saw elf con sr. Selinsky, that was fun.
still have 80bazillion people to see and soooo little time :0(
Ms. Jennifer slept over last night, we talked till almost 5 (and i work up at like 2)
ummmm saw my favorite Soy guy & talked Vonnegut (whitney i have to show you the post)
ummmm saw Big Ben & his crazy MIT friends.
Dennys for some raw chicken.
leaving on Jan 1st sooooooo everyone has to hang out before then!
oh yeah... heidi, alex & dom came to visit yesterday <3
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2003 26 December :: 2.31pm
:: Mood: anxious
Ok, I'll update again. Holidays were fine. Thanks everyone for asking. I got a camera lens (shocker) and some other stuff. A necklace that I had admired at the mall surprisingly made its way under my tree. It's not like a diamond or anything, it's silver, but I like it. I'll show you all at school. Remind me. I got a lot of warm clothes too for when I go to Pitt. Will gave me a fiber optic dolphin lamp. It's cool. That's about it. All in all, christmas was rather disappointing. Don't get me wrong. It's got nothing to do at all with the presents. I didn't want anything that I didn't get; mostly because I wanted about 2 things. Well, I didn't get a car, but you know... Can't set my hopes too high. But this year I have just totally lost my enthusiasm for Christmas in general. I'm just like ehh, it was here, now it's over. We didn't decorate the house at all, not even putting ornaments on the tree, only lights. I just don't know what's wrong with me, I love Christmas. But I'm thinking that maybe it's because I have so much to look forward to right now that are better than christmas. I'm looking forward more to going to PA than I normally am for Christmas, and before last week I was looking forward to break more than I normally am for Christmas. So maybe it's not that I've lost my enthusiasm for Christmas, but it is diminished by other things going on? Dunno. I've just been pondering it. I've been doing everything I can to get myself in the Christmas spirit. Listening to Christmas music and stuff. Maybe it's because there weren't gifts to look forward to since the only thing I really wanted I went out and bought for myself. But it's not just the gifts. It's always just Christmas in general. Just seems to not be there.
But I'm sure that it will be tomorrow. Tomorrow will be great. My family up there has a real tree. And a fireplace. And..snow. Hopefully. I'll see snow while I'm there I'm sure, because if all else fails we'll drive 45 minutes to the nearest ski resort. Plus, at Wildwood Highlands they create their own snow if there isn't any real snow because they run snow tubing. Wildwood Highlands, by the way, is Pittsburgh's answer to Boomers. But there's a big hill outside where you can go snow tubing in the winter. Good stuff. So perhaps that's it. Maybe the lack of "Real Christmas" as far as I see it for the past 11 years has drained my enthusiasm for it. That's what I'm going to tell myself.
Aside from that, Christmas was pretty enjoyable. Granparents came for dinner. Yep. As promised, I'll give you a picture from the dogs and their matching Christmas tee-shirts, and then I believe I will bid you farewell until I return from Pittsburgh. I may be able to write a woohu entry while I'm up there, but their computer is currently down. I will have my cell phone, don't hesitate to call. I have no roaming charges. See you on the flip side!
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2003 22 December :: 9.52pm
:: Mood: relaxed
:: Music: "It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas"
YAY! Look at my new woohu icon! It's my baby! Well, not actually my baby like Amy's baby, but just as good...perhaps better. That's right. I said it. Dogs are better than babies.
My poor Sasha had to go to the vet today because she's been limping. She has hip dysplasia and has had bilateral Femoral Head Ostectomy, which, well, you probably don't want to know what that is. If you want to know, the veterinarian in me will gladly explain it to you. o.~ Anyway, it makes it so her hips can't dislocate anymore, but sometimes I think it just gets swollen and bothers her. So we took her to the vet for an anti-inflammatory shot and she got some medicine, as well as some leftover medicine just incase it acts up again. So she has five days of medicine to get her better now, and five days in reserve. Must remember where I put the bottle. So anyway, she was very brave and everyone loves Sasha at the vet. Molly works there, and I have been there so often lately between annual checkups, Hershey's initial checkup thing and now this, Molly was like Lauren, what are you doing to your dogs?? Haha, I swear, it's not me! So we took the two of them to Petsmart this evening to reward her for being so good at the vet. She's better at getting shots than I am. But I felt so bad for her. Dr. Boss had to like rotate her hip to see what's wrong and she just shot him this look like hey, HEY!! HEY! STOP! But she still licked him anyway. She never gets mad at the vets. She got compliments there too from people in the lobby. They said she's pretty and soft and one lady said she has pretty eyes. Hehe, it's like complementing my kid.. But at petsmart later we got Sasha a new toy and got the two of them matching Christmas shirts that say "A Little Bit Naughty But A Whole Lot Nice". So cute. I'll take a bunch of pictures of the two of them matching later and post them up here. This will have to hold you over till then.
The Dynamic Duo....At Play!
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2003 20 December :: 1.01pm
thank you to everyone who made my birthday wonderful <3<3<3
can't believe i'm 18!!
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2003 20 December :: 11.43am
:: Mood: None
:: Music: Da da dee dee daaa.
Ok, ok! I'll update!
Let's see...what's been going on... a lot actually.
Last week, or what I think was last week, my cat ran away. I was surprisingly upset. The cat is actually good now that we have multiple dogs. Every addition we make to the pet population in our house, the cooler the cat gets. She likes to sit in bed with me while I'm reading. She used to hate me. I don't know what happened. Now she hates everyone but me. She doesn't even really like my mom anymore as much. Oh great. Now I have a cat. So anyway, my mom left the window open, I think thursday night, and the cat popped out the screen and ran out. I was really pissed because my mom knows that the cat pops out screens, and she still left the window open wide enough for her to fit through. But I was even more pissed off friday morning before school when I had her cornered in a neighbor's yard, and my mom let the dogs out back. And of course, they barked. So I didn't get the cat back until three days after she left, when I got the idea to leave the garage door open a little bit, mostly so she could have somewhere to sleep. I went to the store with will and left the garage door open, and tried to close it except a little when we got back, but it was being gay and wouldn't just stop where I wanted it to, so I closed it. About 2 hours later I went into the garage to get something and there was the cat! So I picked her up and put her inside. She was so dirty. I went the next day and bought her a collar with a tag. I wasn't so nervous when she was gone that she was going to get hit by a car as much as I thought someone else might have brought her into their house. So now she has a little red collar that reflects just like the dogs' do. And a gold tag with her name and our phone number. Now if anyone finds her, they'll know she's someone's cat and they won't keep her. It's so weird that every time the cat leaves I like her more. I guess it's one of those things that you don't know what you got till it's gone. It's just that I've had her since first grade, and it would suck for her to just be gone like that. As it turns out though, the collar looks really cute on her. Pic to come later.
Let's see...what else happened.. We went carolling last friday at Bethesda. (We being french club) There was this little boy there who was 9 years old, he came out into like the lobby place all hooked up to an iv and in his pjs, and he's like "I just wanted to say thank you for the toys." AWWWW!! Omg, everyone there just melted. He was the cutest little boy ever, and we felt so bad that he was in the hospital. There were all these little babies there too. So sad..
Three weeks after getting Hershey, she's finally waking up. That dog has slept more in these three weeks than I have since school started. She's nuts. But now she's opening up a little, even playing with sasha. It's fun to watch, because Sasha has a good 20 pound advantage. My mom's all paranoid though because they're growling. She thinks they're fighting. So I tell her Mom, you would know if they were fighting because Sasha would walk back in the room with a limp beagle in her mouth. Seriously though people...who do you think would win a fight? A beagle or a pit bull/rottweiler/retriever? Honestly...she could take out a beagle in three minutes if she wanted. Which is why we're glad she doesn't want to. She wouldn't hurt anything. Well, actually, I take that back. When will messes with me, she stands right there and barks and growls until he lets go. She hasn't bit him though, because it's such a conflict of interest. She knows will is in our family, and that my parents would be upset if he died, but I'm telling you, if anyone ever messed with me, they'd regret it. She backs me up whenever. Some people she just doesn't like too. When some people come to the door like to fix our air conditioner or something she'll just sit next to my dad and growl until they leave. But I guess she doesn't see them as an immediate threat...I have no doubt that if she thought any of us were in danger she'd....respond. There's the difference right there between all those small teacup whatever dogs and real dogs, whoops, I mean big dogs.
We put up our tree yesterday. I hate fake trees.
I got registered for my PBCC class. Finally. I had to go take the CPT (College Placement Test) before they would let me register. What a joke. I got like a perfect score on it...because I'm literate. PBCC people... They told Jonide when she took it that her scores were so good that she should be in honors community college! Whoo! Forget UPenn! I'm going to honors PBCC! *Rolls eyes*
Let's see...what other small academic accomplishments have there been.. OH! History. I got my first A in hall's class ever! Rock! On wednesday, he also found out for the first time that I'm related to will. It was so weird. He was asking about who in the class had siblings that he had also taught, and he went around the room and sorta skipped me, and kristen told me to raise my hand higher. He looked at me for a minute, and he looked so confused. "Sister?" "No...Will." "OHH!! Will! The golfer, right?" "Yea." "How is he?" "OK" "What school did he end up going to?" "He goes to UF." "He still golf?" "Yep." Weirdest thing ever. Every single one of my teachers that had will have figured it out. Whatever.. Anyway, yes, I got a 90 on my dbq and he wrote "One of your best efforts!" under the grade. But don't worry, this small accomplishment is not enough to actually make me like history. Yuck. I got a B on the chem exam. Pretty good. I only needed a D, but I was still happy because it gave me more hope for the AP exam. That's the only grade that I know though. Chem was B B B across the board. Not too bad.
Finally got PSAT scores back. Damn. I am exactly where I did not want to be. I am the exact score that was the cut off from last year. Stupid college board. It's still good though. 1380 predicted SAT scores. I'll need to raise that a tad, but it's good. It was funny because underneath the scores they give you ways to improve your score in that section, and for writing they're like "...We have nothing to say. Keep it up, and, uh, continue to challenge yourself in this area by taking honors and AP classes." Yea, they're a little late. But it was funny that they had nothing to say but still had to write something. Haha, I laughed at them. Speaking of college board...must remember to register for SATs. Someone remind me cuz the deadline is the 22nd.
I got an email yesterday. It made me happy. (before you ask, I get emails every day, it's because of the person who sent it)
People, talk to me about your schedules for Monday/Tuesday. We'll see if we can actually get this thing up and running.
My brain is so fucked up. Thanks for listening to the rambling amanda.
o.0
Here's the cat with her new collar.
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2003 14 December :: 7.41pm
Sometimes I'm just sick of it.
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2003 7 December :: 2.52pm
:: Mood: Hesitant
:: Music: Theme from Jaws
Decembear 7 - He Looked in the Closet Under the Staircase.
Ok. I have been putting off writing this for a very long time, because I really don't want to deal with all the criticism and shit bound to come from it. So I'll say this right now. If you don't want to hear my opinions, first of all, then why are you reading my journal in the first place, second, this is not the entry for you to be reading. Yea. So. Away we go.
Something has been bothering me a lot lately, won't seem to leave my head. You know those things that you are just constantly thinking about? You just have to write them out to let them escape your mind. Let's see. Who can guess what's bugging me? oo! I know! Pick me! That's right ladies and gentlemen, it's band. C'mon. Like you wouldn't have guessed it. What else would it have been? Anyway.
I was sitting in the "band hallway" with Krystle and AJ after the NHS meeting waiting for my dad and listening to symphonic band practice, and I started thinking a little bit. I thought about how cool it was that no matter what was happening for the most part, I always had somewhere to go when I was at school. Like I'm not kidding when I say I live in the band room. That's where I go in the morning, that's where I go at lunch, it's where I wait after school. It's kinda my home at school. I attribute this to the "band family." Krystle and I were discussing this at the music man thing we went to. Tons of people who are in band are my friends that I would never even talk to otherwise. I'm not going to name names here, but you guys all know that's true. You can name atleast one really cool person that you are fairly sure you would not associate with if you didn't know them from long hot days at band camp. The whole thing just automatically puts a common bond between all band members. Now I'm not saying that there aren't annoying people in band or people that I don't like, but there are few of them. I find that pretty much no matter who you are talking to in band, you have something to talk about. We really are part of a huge family, and it's cool.
However, (yes, there is a however) I am growing increasingly pissed at band. Not at the people, not at the director, at band. This is the part that has been haunting my brain. I think often about how glad I am that I joined band freshman year, that I didnt give up after the first day of band camp, that I didnt quit after oser was arrested, even after kayla came. But every time I start thinking about this, this fond feeling I have for band grows to hatred within a few minutes. No matter how much band has given to me, my friends, a place of belonging, it has taken so much more. It has taken more from me than any other thing I have ever done in my life. I know, I know, if band was easy everyone would do it. But this is more. It's not just memorizing music, it's not just heat exhaustion. It's more than that. I cant even put it to words at this point. But as pissed as I was at band at the end of September, it still has not left. I thought it would leave by now atleast. I was perusing some of my old journals from that period in putting off writing this one.
So...uhh...yea. I'll deal with it I guess. Eventually. Just...it'll be a few weeks I think before I actually figure out what to do about this. [...] I've also learned though that I have no other choice but to deal with it and get through it, because nothing is going to change...atleast not for the better. I dont really have a lot more to say. It's like...if I were to climb mount everest, and then as soon as I got to the very top of it, I'm pushed off from behind. That's a good metaphor. But seriously...I went up so far to fall so hard.
Something from that sticks in my head. Just...it'll be a few weeks I think... A few weeks. Even then, when I was still in the lowest of lows for band, I said a few weeks. It's December 7th. That was written on October 5th. If I felt then that I would get over it in a few weeks, why is it still bothering me now? Why do I feel that band has screwed me over, even though it's given me so much? If I'm so pissed at it, why haven't I quit? Why am I putting myself through it if it's this bad? I guess I just don't know. Just had to get this on paper..er, whatever. I'll figure it out some day. I guess.
~~~~Later~~~~
Amanda: I'm not totally sure I understand your latest journal entry.
Skillet: me neither.
Amanda: Well, that makes me feel better, lol.
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2003 4 December :: 10.31pm
i really hate this feeling.
people are envious of me... i really don't know why.
if people like me, want to be my friend then why do i always feel so alone
i constantly find myself watching friends joking around, making plans... i used to have that.. if this is what everythings being reduced to by growing up then i don't know if i really want to...
16 day. 16 days until i turn 18. thats 2 weeks and 2 days.
i don't know.
i'm a dreamer... i've always held such high hopes and aspirations and .. i don't know.
i can't seem to get excited about anything anymore... is that bad?
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2003 2 December :: 11.09pm
:: Mood: Slightly Amused
:: Music: Santa's Parade. That song has been in my head for HOURS!
Decembear 2nd - He looked around the skating pond.
A mand a (hehehe, I did the spacing funny like her screename): that was good, you should save it your journal or something
It was good. So I will. This is my attempt to explain a period of time (I'm not sure which) in history to Krystle before her mock exam tomorrow.
Skillet(that's me): what are we talking about now?
Skillet: doctrine of nullification
Skillet: ummm
Krystle: hmm ok.. what did calhoun do?
Skillet: calhoun was an idiot
Krystle: yes
Skillet: there was the nullification crisis
Skillet: the tariff of abominations was in 1828
Skillet: then during the jefferson day dinner they disagreed over each others' toasts
Skillet: calhoun stood up and said "the union next to our liberties most dear"
Skillet: then jackson got up and was like heeeeell no! "Our union it must be preserved [bitch]"
Skillet: lol
Skillet: then there was the webster-hayne debate
Skillet: in the senate
Skillet: they argued about the union and states rights
Skillet: then came the exposition and protest
Skillet: still in 1828
Skillet: calhoun decided there that states had the rights to declare federal laws null and void
Skillet: which is stupid
Skillet: it goes back to the kentucky and virginia resolutions
Skillet: idiot
Skillet: then in the tariff of 1832 calhoun resigned as vp to become senator of south carolina
Skillet: Hayne, the gov of SC, joined him in is "nullification process"
Skillet: whoops
Skillet: *after the tariff of 1832, not in it
Skillet: lol
Skillet: my hands go faster than my brain
Skillet: anywho
Skillet: they held a convention in SC to declare tariff of 1832 null and void
Skillet: jackson passed the force bill
Skillet: which was like hey, listen you little punks, I have the army here and I'm not afraid to use it
Skillet: so step down
Skillet: and then henry clay comes in
Krystle: :-)
Skillet: blah blah blah
Skillet: great compromiser
Skillet: lalala
Skillet: teddy roosevelt (Krystle and I talked about how Mr. Ierace says Teddy Roosevelt should be called the great compromiser in band class today)
Skillet: blah blah
Skillet: yea
Krystle: yep!
Skillet: so they passed the Compromise Tariff of 1832
Skillet: *33
Skillet: it lowered the tariff rates gradually
Skillet: so that the both of them would shut up
Krystle: teddy roosevelt?
Krystle: :-)
Skillet: yep
Skillet: in 1833
Skillet: then in 1834 he invented the teddy bear
Skillet: ok, I'm gonna go
Krystle: alright
Krystle: thanks
Krystle: oh... and i like your version of history much better than mr hall's
Krystle: :-D
Hehe, now you know what goes on in my head when I think about history. Betcha wish you didn't even know. o.~ And if any of this is historically inaccurate (besides the teddy roosevelt in 1833 part, which was inaccurate on purpose) then SHUT UP!!! Let me have my moment, ok?! Besides, I would only expect it to be about 80.4% accurate, since that's my grade in history. :oP
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2003 1 December :: 8.41pm
:: Mood: bored
:: Music: Some Celine Dion song is on a tv special. Do people actually not know who Diane Warren is??
I am so scared for tomorrow's history class. There's gonna be like five of us because of the psych and social anth mocks. I'm bordering school phobia here, but it's more like history class phobia. I'm not really serious about the phobia, but this class tomorrow really is scaring the shit out of me. We're all gonna have to sit up front, and we're all gonna have to answer questions that I dont know, and, and, and...
Ugh..I will be so glad when the next three weeks are OVER!
On another note, I finally got around to changing the text for the leave a comment stuff. Now atleast two people have to comment or it won't make sense. So there. :oP
I also decided that what with the dvd coming out tomorrow, it's time to retire the pirates of the carribbean icon. Thanks so much Amanda for making it!! I put this one in sort of as filler, and it kind of fits my mood, but I'm keeping my eyes out for a really really good woohu icon to follow in the footsteps of one of my favorite movie characters ever. I'll get around to making the rest of the journal more spiffy later..
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2003 29 November :: 11.20pm
:: Mood: busy
Piccies!! o.~
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