Zuleika

Zuleika

:: 2005 29 August :: 12.08am

subject?

hmm

outrageous mandolin!

rockin' ryan rapes roomates

?

so much for those raisins...

i do like complimentary penguin rides!

no one has to be, just do.

:o)

*...*

that's why jackie is too awesome for words.

speaking of awesome...

by some bizarre twist of fate, i somehow managed to get a hold of a ticket to the 3 doors down concert at the van andel tonight.

it was quite the rockin' show. i also saw breaking benjamin and staind (but we showed up a little late). it was weird how it all worked out. but i had fun. and it cost me a grand total of $4, so really, you can't beat it.

plus i got to know joshua a little better. he seems like a pretty cool kid. one more name to add to my list. which i can't figure out. because jim's with half a dozen chicks every single night.

i guess they like the scruffy look. whatev. i'm happy with what i have. and rightfully so.

oh. the GTI is falling apart.

i guess i need to replace the entire passenger side axle, including cv joints. the ball joint and everything should be all set though. and i'm gonna need to replace the seal that was leaking into the cv boot in the first place. wherever the hell that is. and i need to find the heater core... and make sure everything's sealed up. that's where the mive guys suspect the coolant is coming from. i also heard somebody say head gasket... which doesn't sound too appealing. i really think that once i get the transmission all sorted, i'll feel a lot better. but until then, i'll be taking the bus. which means no trips down to kzoo for awhile. AAAAAHHHH! i seriously don't know what i'm going to do. and dad thinks the ticket is going to be 200-300 dollaz, and 6 points on my license. which is hella bullcrap. and insurance above 1500 a year. for plpd.

of course... that's worst-case scenario. which i'm afraid i may be in.

geh. no sense worrying about it right now. but i've had my fun for the summer. now it's nose to the grindstone. and forcing myself to be amicable and socially active. sucky.

oh well. i might learn something.

g'night. and laugh a little. i myself am away laughing on a fast camel...

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spud

:: 2005 27 August :: 11.56pm
:: Music: queensryche - empire

blechgy

well. jace helped walk me through the wizards for my network settings. i really wanted to ask teh fil, but i couldn't. this worked i guess.

it's still not on the wireless network... it's through the ethernet, but i set up all the networking for wireless. i don't get it. but whatever. at least it's working now.

and i love jackie.

a lot.

every time i think about her, this wonderful feeling surges up inside of me. and it always feels so clean and pure... like i felt when i was a little kid. like i'm myself again.

awwwww.

peace and love to all. from college. (class starts monday).

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spud	:: 2005 26 August :: 9.28pm i'm on the lappy. i'm in college. i got a speeding ticket. i went to cedar point. my girlfriend is awesome. i feel better. p.s.

spud

:: 2005 16 August :: 10.42am

well. looks like i'm going to traverse city on thursday. that should be fun.

and it also looks like i'm going to cedar point next wednesday. that should be more than fun.

and it also looks like i'm getting a laptop. it's a compaq with an amd processor, but whatev. i don't know. maybe i got ripped off. but i don't feel too bad. and it needed to be done. should be in in about a week. if you're interested in the specs, it has a 64-bit processor, running at 1.6 GHz, 512 ram, 60 Gig hard disk, cd/dvd burner, and something like a 15 inch screen. i'm not sure if it has usb 2.0 or not. but i figure either way, it'll do what i need it to.

and i am overcome with the strong desire to tear my car apart, so i can put it back together... the way I want it. but for now i'll have to settle. i figure i'll just kinda nip at the little stuff as it comes. i do need to change the oil soon. maybe i can do that tonight.

well, not that i have anywhere to be, but i should start getting stuff done.

talk at yous all later.

and love to everybody, but most to jackie...

and boob hugs aplenty!

p.s.

spud	:: 2005 12 August :: 12.57pm Countdown Commencing! T: minus two hours... (-2:00) it's gonna be weird though. and i had a little trouble getting to sleep last night. but yeah. we'll be just fine... 1 comment \| p.s.

spud

:: 2005 10 August :: 9.37am

Radio thing...

i heard... like 20 mins ago... on GRD, something about a Charity drag race at Berlin?

i didn't get to hear the whole thing, because i was working.

but i wouldn't mind tossing the bunny around the track, especially if it was for a good cause. does anyone else here know when it is, what it's for, or how much it will cost? SPEAK UP!

thanks muchly.

...

oh yeah, and love and peace and junk.

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spud

:: 2005 9 August :: 12.01pm

peace of crap.
garsh.

what good are brats without onions and peppers?

after all, apple pie without cheese is like a hug without a squeeze.
so squeeze me with all the sharp cheddar you can muster.

speaking of which, between dad and i, the ched'dure is certainly not stakking high enough. he's gonna scrap the contour, since fixing it would cost at least 2500 bucks. and i need to scrap the rabbit. but i might get a decent price for it, because the engine runs.

and work sucks. but THREE MORE DAYS!!! jigga jigga for that.

like today. there was a cart with two units in the lumberyard (waiting for wood parts)... terri comes and finaggles the wood for one of the units, not saying anything to me. then today, gib comes up and tells me when i do that, i need to send the one unit to be built. so, he sends it instead. but he didn't put a note on the cart like you're supposed to, so the build line knows to only run one unit. so then mike comes to me and asks me to get the wood for the other unit, and i have to explain to him that i don't have the other wood.

i just was very upset that i got blamed for 3 different things... none of which i did... and only on 1 fraggin' unit. i mean, c'mon people. talk about communication breakdown.

anyway.. i digress. or moot. or whatever the hell it is that i do.

cathartic, that's the word. although, i don't think i spelled it right.

and i still havent had lunch yet.

i guess we'll call this my morning break.

bleh.

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spud	:: 2005 8 August :: 12.01pm well. the demon that lives in my stomach is purring right now. and i think that's a good thing. yep. and i still love jackie. even at work. even during my lunch break. ? yeah. preeeow! 4 comments \| p.s.

spud

:: 2005 5 August :: 11.05pm

Your IQ Is 120

Your Logical Intelligence is Exceptional
Your Verbal Intelligence is Genius
Your Mathematical Intelligence is Genius
Your General Knowledge is Average

A Quick and Dirty IQ Test

thanks jimi.

and, because i'm a cheater...

Your IQ Is 140

Your Logical Intelligence is Genius
Your Verbal Intelligence is Genius
Your Mathematical Intelligence is Genius
Your General Knowledge is Genius

A Quick and Dirty IQ Test

well. yeah. i wish addison would have called. what a little bitch. and he's not gonna be awake tomorrow in time to go canoing. i reiterate; what a little bitch. but that's okay. that's why i like him. if he wasn't that way, he wouldn't be addison. and kevin has much the same characteristic about him.

anyway. that jamiroquai song is fucking hard for me. but i think i'll be able to get it. the part that i thought was going to be the hardest is actually proving to be the easiest. i wish it were not the case, but when it comes down to brass tacks, i'm really crap at funk drums. i just don't ever play those sort of grooves. it has always had to be ROCK this and ROCK that. it's pretty absurd, really. but it will be good for me to learn the new stuff.

gah. i don't know why i'm so flipping tired. i took a fucking nap. what more could my body ask for? grrrr....

anyway. i suppose it's time for bed soon.

...yeah...

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spud

:: 2005 3 August :: 9.34am
:: Mood: frustrated
:: Music: the work radio clash (when LAV, GRD, and B93 collide...)

bleh.

well. dad and i have had some good conversation. we're trying to get my college payment plan figured out. not to mention, he's already living paycheck to paycheck, has 2 grand in outstanding debt, is still paying on his student loans, needs a new transmission in the contour... the list goes on.

i suppose suddenly my problems don't seem so bad. but still... i've been having a difficult time lately. and i absolutely loved this weekend. i had the greatest time... and it's just so cool up there. and i know i did a good job of not ripping jackie's head off, and i did my best to be as un-annoying as possible... but part of me still feels like i could have done something more. or i should have done some things differently. i should just treat it like the static noise that it is, and tell it to shut up. but i'm having some difficulty doing that.

the break will be good for both of us, i think. but i still really miss her. and i just keep wondering where i'm supposed to be going with my life, and what i'm supposed to be doing in order to get there. and i just genuinely hope she's a part of that picture.

band practice tonight. i have "coldplay - shiver" down pretty well, but i spent all last night on a wild goose chase trying to track down jamiroquai, and to no avail, so space cowboy will have to be learned on the fly. which, from what i can recall of it, will not be easy.

break time over.

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justadreamer

:: 2005 30 July :: 1.14am
:: Mood: chipper/sick
:: Music: "Pretty Girl" - Sugarcult

Schedule for Junior Year.
1st Semester:
Photojournalism.
Web Mastering (try to change to Multimedia).
English 3.
Theater Arts.
Chemistry.
-
2nd Semester:
Dance.
Keyboarding / Word Processing.
Algebra 2.
US History Pre-AP.
Psychology / Sociology.
-
Whoooooo -falls over.-

I hope, oh, I hope, that this year is a greeaat one, and I hope these classes are good. ^^

We have 10 (I think) new teachers at Tatum. Wow. New choir, band, journalism, and drill team teachers. And some others for other subjects.

Whee. Junior year.

<3.

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justadreamer

:: 2005 28 July :: 2.44am
:: Music: "Bottom of a Bottle" - Smile Empty Soul

When I-
I wonder why I try
And I -
Wonder why I bother
And I -
I wonder why I cry
Why I -
I go through all this trouble
- S.E.S.

Blah.

School starts back on August 10th. Junior year.

Not much to update about..

.. Well, there is kind of a bit to update about, but I mostly don't post on online journals anymore. I still check my 'friends list' and 'subscriptions' [Woohu, Livejournal, Xanga].. But that's about it.

I wonder.. when we paid that $2.. How long does that last? I don't even really remember whether it was a year or two ago that we did all that.. hrm..

Aye well.

I think I'll go and read my fan-fiction again.

Oy. I -did- read the Half-Blood Prince. Cried quite a bit. Still not entirely convinced about Snape and whether he's good or bad. Not sure which I want him to be.

Guess we'll find out in the last book, eh?

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spud

:: 2005 24 July :: 11.18am
:: Music: fan

egocentricity

i've been working and such. as always. it simultaneously sucks my will to live, and keeps me going.

example: (this is a normal day in the life of chris.)

- wake up at 5 am.
- leave at 5:30
- work from 6 - 10:30.
- stop at krispy kreme. have a lengthy and angry phone convo with mom.
- go back to the house.
- bruce and i go out to breakfast.
- 12:30, get back from breakfast... call jackie.
- spend the afternoon cleaning the car. and trying to fix it. and adjusting stereo equipment.
- take a shower.
- 3:30 leave. (packed up car again. messy as ever.)
- 4 pm. arrive at store.
- 4:30 leave store.
- 5 pm, realize you'v ejust wasted half an hour going to the trailer.
- go to jackie's.
- 5:30 stop for gas en route. attempt to reawaken from highway hypnosis.
- 6 pm. still in meijer trying to smell good. shit. i'm late for jackies.
- 6:15 jackie doesn't care that i'm late, because i smell so nice.
- at this point i stopped watching the clock. we went to bilbo's for dinner. we ate pizza. drove around for a little bit, then went back.
- i left jackie's at about 11:15.
- home and in bed at 12:30.

that's actually an exceptionally long day... but still. it just sucks everything out of you. it was way worth it, though. and at least i got to sleep in this morning. that was nice.

i don't think it's going to get better in college.

speaking of which, i went to orientation. here's the stuff:

HNR 215 - history of european civilization I (3)
HNR 216 - history of european civilization II (3)
COM 101 - intro to communications. (3)
GER 101 - intro to german (4)

for a grand total of (13) credits. i have 16 credits for the winter semester. i just hope i don't die. or fuck up on the classes i should be taking. i'm really kind of at a loss here. i mean, they have stuff for the kids who are entirely clueless. and they have things for the kids who know exactly what they want. i guess i fall through the crack in the middle.

in other news, harry potter was muy excellente.

and i have to go move out of the old house now.

buh-bye.

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justadreamer

:: 2005 9 July :: 6.02am

>\. Lefties.
"Difficult or stressful births happen far more commonly among babies who grow up to be left-handed or ambidextrous."

So, I'm left-handed because I died when I was born? [Umbilical cord wrapped 'round my neck, no oxygen, heart stopped, was revived, voila, here I am.]

"A study published in 1991 claimed that these statistics indicate that lefties' lifespans are shorter than those of their right-handed counterparts by as much as 9 years. They explained this gap by asserting that left-handed people are more likely to die in accidents as a result of their affliction, which renders them clumsier and ill-equipped to survive in a right-handed world."

.. -Glare.-

Lefties shall prevail!

.. Just had to update because of that.

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justadreamer

:: 2005 8 July :: 11.05am

Pretenses.
Overwhelmed by emotions,
Or overwhelmed by emptiness?
(I can't pretend that I feel it anymore)

In love with the memories that weren't real
The ones imagined in the dead of the night
(When we were looking for excuses to stay)

There was nothing in all that we were
No deeper meaning behind the shallow words
(I love you, I need you, I love you, please stay)

Pretending that there was something hidden
Deep below the surface of our make-believe love
(If I tell myself this, it'll be true; it'll work out)

Telling ourselves that when we look back on it
It'll be something more, and we weren't lying
(I really felt something, it wasn't pretend, really)

Saying goodbye with crushed forget-me-nots
Hoping you'll figure out the message, the truth
(If I wanted you to remember, I'd still be there)

A rose is not a rose when it's been burned to ashes
There's nothing still there to make it what it was
(Pretenses are the only meanings that matters)

You might have loved me, but I didn't love you
Take another step, and you might fall again.
(Say goodbye now before it starts once more)

It doesn't matter to me.
(I'm sick of the lies.)

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