i miss animorphs. i wish i could read the books for the first time again. i wish id gotten to see more episodes of the show. i wish i hadnt recorded a stupid mini-series over the animorphs movie.
if you think im a total loser, you can go die. cause im sad.
*sob* cassie! marco! tobias! ax! rachel! jaaaaaaaaaake!
08 June 2004
06 June 2004
The Good, the Bad, and the Tired
THE GOOD:
THE BAD: (on a half piece of paper)
Sara- SUNDAY
call emily- 3:30
call sean- 5:15 (*number*)
i am now online and...
Auto response from SaxySean13: movies
i missed this because...
THE TIRED: i slept. all day. *pout*
how sucky.
THE BAD: (on a half piece of paper)
Sara- SUNDAY
call emily- 3:30
call sean- 5:15 (*number*)
i am now online and...
Auto response from SaxySean13: movies
i missed this because...
THE TIRED: i slept. all day. *pout*
how sucky.
30 May 2004
Whoda Thunk It?
*sigh* gee. how likely.
My life is rated G.
What is your life rated?
this ones nice.
My life is rated G.
What is your life rated?
this ones nice.
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29 May 2004
Bloody Chamber *grumble*
yeah. thursday was my chamber audition. with ms jackson. heres the highlights...
~i did a horrible job
~it lasted an hour and a half
~i didnt warm up. like. at ALL. (this contributed to the me doing a horrible job)
~i had to sing in front of my MOTHER.
~i am now going to take private voice lessons over the summer
~i dont WANT private voice lessons
in short, it was not an overall excellent experience. my novus audition was like, thirty times better. ms jackson is moving from where she lives now to next door to where she lives now next friday. shes paying students to help her move stuff. i was intrigued. yay, gettin paid next friday.
after audition i went to mouses, where morgan and lena already were. the audition had kinda beat up on my day, but it got much better soon. amelia came, we went to MPC, mouses mom treated, which was very nice. everyone but me had alternative, but i dont like it, so i got a calzone like usual and THOROUGHLY enjoyed it. mmm. after we went back and some left there was a comment made that beat up on my day some more, but im much better now AND I LOVE YOU LOADS AND LOADS. DONT WORRY ABOUT IT. I LOVE YOU.
then lena spent the night with me. we went and saw the day after tomorrow with mouse and morgan. it was wikid. go see it. it has donnie darko. i love that kid. and theres a bum with a dog.
then i spent the night with lena. and there was a degrassi marathon on. SIX AND A HALF HOURS OF BLISS. and theres a degrassi marathon on tonight. and im going over to morgans for SIX AND A HALF MORE HOURS OF BLISS. o degrassi. o thirteen. o angst! *sighs and floats away*
~i did a horrible job
~it lasted an hour and a half
~i didnt warm up. like. at ALL. (this contributed to the me doing a horrible job)
~i had to sing in front of my MOTHER.
~i am now going to take private voice lessons over the summer
~i dont WANT private voice lessons
in short, it was not an overall excellent experience. my novus audition was like, thirty times better. ms jackson is moving from where she lives now to next door to where she lives now next friday. shes paying students to help her move stuff. i was intrigued. yay, gettin paid next friday.
after audition i went to mouses, where morgan and lena already were. the audition had kinda beat up on my day, but it got much better soon. amelia came, we went to MPC, mouses mom treated, which was very nice. everyone but me had alternative, but i dont like it, so i got a calzone like usual and THOROUGHLY enjoyed it. mmm. after we went back and some left there was a comment made that beat up on my day some more, but im much better now AND I LOVE YOU LOADS AND LOADS. DONT WORRY ABOUT IT. I LOVE YOU.
then lena spent the night with me. we went and saw the day after tomorrow with mouse and morgan. it was wikid. go see it. it has donnie darko. i love that kid. and theres a bum with a dog.
then i spent the night with lena. and there was a degrassi marathon on. SIX AND A HALF HOURS OF BLISS. and theres a degrassi marathon on tonight. and im going over to morgans for SIX AND A HALF MORE HOURS OF BLISS. o degrassi. o thirteen. o angst! *sighs and floats away*
25 May 2004
And Sara Could Hit All the Low Notes.
yaaay! so i figured out how to have titles. it was randomly disabled on this blog.
today was novus auditions. what funbeans. went over to lenas to practice, then we went to the mall for a few before auditions to chill out, bought some lemonade, which i ended up tossing cause it was too pulpy. *gag* oddly enough, like the whole time i was thinking "gee, i bet shwhitney'll be here" and lo and behold they were. how good am i? the conversation of us and them was all about one minute, then lena and i carried on. we sang in the bathroom. headed on over to CUMC.
williams wasnt even there yet. no one was, in fact, except the girl with the pretty voice whose name is kaitlyn or catelyn or screwitigiveup. there are too many alternate spellings. when he got there screwitigiveup went first, then hannah, then mariana bowen, then lauren huddleston (i called her amanda and didnt notice. then i felt terrible about it), then lena, then rachel o'c, then me. this was the approximate order. i dont remember exactly. so anyway, i went in and sang on my own, he talked about what was different between this and choir at school, nothing i couldnt handle, i sang some scales and helk yeah i could hit all the low notes. i squeaked a bit on the top high note, but man, i think i did pretty dang well. then it was over and we left. i was strangely rejuvinated. im glad i went, and i sure as crapboogers hope i get in.
o yeah, while i was building up my nervousness getting ready to go shwhitney came by and i and they and lena talked and it was fun and they only sat on each other for like a minute. then they left. o how torn i was. they were going to mean girls, and i noticed 534Ns freckle placement reminds me of lindsey lohans freckle placement. extra points for you, drama queen.
after auditions lena and i went back to the mall (we stepped in some tar in the street on the way. sticky shoes!) for subway/chick fil-a and a bubble tea. id never had one before, but i rather liked it, especially the big straw. then lenas mom came and got us in treys car (lena says 534N reminds her of trey in 9th grade. freaky.) she took me home and i called my mom to get ms jacksons number so i could call her to set up my audition for chamber, found out mom'd already covered it. its thursday at 530 or something like that.
moore got in the high school. im so glad. i love that girl.
today was novus auditions. what funbeans. went over to lenas to practice, then we went to the mall for a few before auditions to chill out, bought some lemonade, which i ended up tossing cause it was too pulpy. *gag* oddly enough, like the whole time i was thinking "gee, i bet shwhitney'll be here" and lo and behold they were. how good am i? the conversation of us and them was all about one minute, then lena and i carried on. we sang in the bathroom. headed on over to CUMC.
williams wasnt even there yet. no one was, in fact, except the girl with the pretty voice whose name is kaitlyn or catelyn or screwitigiveup. there are too many alternate spellings. when he got there screwitigiveup went first, then hannah, then mariana bowen, then lauren huddleston (i called her amanda and didnt notice. then i felt terrible about it), then lena, then rachel o'c, then me. this was the approximate order. i dont remember exactly. so anyway, i went in and sang on my own, he talked about what was different between this and choir at school, nothing i couldnt handle, i sang some scales and helk yeah i could hit all the low notes. i squeaked a bit on the top high note, but man, i think i did pretty dang well. then it was over and we left. i was strangely rejuvinated. im glad i went, and i sure as crapboogers hope i get in.
o yeah, while i was building up my nervousness getting ready to go shwhitney came by and i and they and lena talked and it was fun and they only sat on each other for like a minute. then they left. o how torn i was. they were going to mean girls, and i noticed 534Ns freckle placement reminds me of lindsey lohans freckle placement. extra points for you, drama queen.
after auditions lena and i went back to the mall (we stepped in some tar in the street on the way. sticky shoes!) for subway/chick fil-a and a bubble tea. id never had one before, but i rather liked it, especially the big straw. then lenas mom came and got us in treys car (lena says 534N reminds her of trey in 9th grade. freaky.) she took me home and i called my mom to get ms jacksons number so i could call her to set up my audition for chamber, found out mom'd already covered it. its thursday at 530 or something like that.
moore got in the high school. im so glad. i love that girl.
23 May 2004
Ah, the School's Out Post...
i heard about a funny thing. dont remember who told me. look: no more BUllSHit. ahahahaha. its funny. LAUGH DANGIT.
so schools out and i havent posted since whenev. novus auditions are tuesday. im singing on my own and something else, except now its not "i dont have anything to sing," its "i have too many choices." someone talk to me about what to do for 2nd piece. right now nowadays from chicago is winning, but i think i sound pretty good on santa fe too, and there are others. theres also the part where it should be contrasty with the other one. ill get back to you there.
im using half my MiM moneys to upgrade on DP. this makes me extemely excited because ill have a non expiring account and be able to post sound files (if i ever have any) and pictures. woo.
ow. i just pinched myself with my watch. so friday there was this bamboo on the median and dunkan and i were fencing and jousting and contemplating taking up dagger throwing, except the last one was just me. and my bamboo SUCKED and kept breaking in half and it was very robin hood men in tights. especially the part where she thwocked me in the forehead and i fell over. into the river. the grass. whatev. it hurt, and now theres a mark there. again, it hurt. *gets teary* and then i left hatties house, and *sob* NEVER SAW HER AGAIN! *bawls* goddangit. im going to play the incubus song every day. its so pretty and makes me all sniffly and lack of hattie. mostly this part...
You have only been gone
ten days
but already
I am wasting away
I know I'll see you again
Whether far
or
soon
But I need you to know
that I care
And I miss you
its really sweet. you know me and my sad songs. but my darling hattie lent me her irish pride 17 shirt of GOD for the whole summer, and that makes things better. and im starting les mis tonight or in the morning, and that makes things better.
last night i went to the novus concert. people who were there: me, dunkan, amanda, matt, rachel o'c, dickey (why? i guess to see williams), newman (i seriously have not seen him in a year. like, an actual year. its so odd), 534N, lena, sarah hairston, mariana... it goes on and on. and there was The Woman With the Mints. i wanted to kill her face. she got mints out of her purse. loudly. NUMEROUS TIMES. i swear, amanda had to hold me back to keep me from killing. but i woulda done it between songs, because im considerate dangit. PET PEEVE OF THE NOW: any noise during a choir concert thats not the choir. no exceptions. if gabriel damon wants to come and steal me away to Brooklyn while im at a choir concert, he can wait two minutes till the end of the song. thats right. dont even play. hairstons friend ZIPPED HER PURSE wile they were singing *shudder*
on another note, after the concert i hugged all the novus people i knew. this includes: mouse, mercer, moore, coretta, whitney, zach stark (i love that boy. he skips), mr williams, william henry, etc. it still kinda bothers me that the fifth name on this list is on there, but yknow what? we get along. its not my fault. i guess in small doses everythings cool. i took some pictures of everyone and 534N kept trying to beat up my camera but i got a good shot of him anyway, despite the fact that newman and dunkan are in the background and look like theyre about to make out, which theyre not. whitney left a good 15 minutes before we did, and 534N was still there on his cell when we all headed over to raffertys for the after party, which was way fun, even though The Best Cheesecake was actually kinda not excellent. it was okay. i sat with mouse, lena, dunkan, katy sloane and zach stark at a four people table, took pictures of knives and movies of pepper water and mouse killing napkins, stole a fork.
mouses mom took me, dunkan, and lena back to my house, i hugged mouse goodbye and we three who were left went and burned some rainforest incense which, granted, is nothing near cheap red wine incense, but its my third favorite. then we went to bed fairly early, probably before one-ish, and got up to dunkans mom calling saying she'd be here in an hour, so we got up and had cereal or pop tarts or frence vanilla la creme mousse *drools* which is a god in disguise. dunkan left, later lena left, then mom and i went to see sophisticated ladies, which had drew stark and kyle, both of whom i adore,and everyone did rather well. my only complaint was it had no michael a. ingersoll.
when i came home i loaded up my pictures and looked at them for way too long. *sigh*
it was a pretty dang good weekend.
and i dont have to go to school in the morning.
so schools out and i havent posted since whenev. novus auditions are tuesday. im singing on my own and something else, except now its not "i dont have anything to sing," its "i have too many choices." someone talk to me about what to do for 2nd piece. right now nowadays from chicago is winning, but i think i sound pretty good on santa fe too, and there are others. theres also the part where it should be contrasty with the other one. ill get back to you there.
im using half my MiM moneys to upgrade on DP. this makes me extemely excited because ill have a non expiring account and be able to post sound files (if i ever have any) and pictures. woo.
ow. i just pinched myself with my watch. so friday there was this bamboo on the median and dunkan and i were fencing and jousting and contemplating taking up dagger throwing, except the last one was just me. and my bamboo SUCKED and kept breaking in half and it was very robin hood men in tights. especially the part where she thwocked me in the forehead and i fell over. into the river. the grass. whatev. it hurt, and now theres a mark there. again, it hurt. *gets teary* and then i left hatties house, and *sob* NEVER SAW HER AGAIN! *bawls* goddangit. im going to play the incubus song every day. its so pretty and makes me all sniffly and lack of hattie. mostly this part...
You have only been gone
ten days
but already
I am wasting away
I know I'll see you again
Whether far
or
soon
But I need you to know
that I care
And I miss you
its really sweet. you know me and my sad songs. but my darling hattie lent me her irish pride 17 shirt of GOD for the whole summer, and that makes things better. and im starting les mis tonight or in the morning, and that makes things better.
last night i went to the novus concert. people who were there: me, dunkan, amanda, matt, rachel o'c, dickey (why? i guess to see williams), newman (i seriously have not seen him in a year. like, an actual year. its so odd), 534N, lena, sarah hairston, mariana... it goes on and on. and there was The Woman With the Mints. i wanted to kill her face. she got mints out of her purse. loudly. NUMEROUS TIMES. i swear, amanda had to hold me back to keep me from killing. but i woulda done it between songs, because im considerate dangit. PET PEEVE OF THE NOW: any noise during a choir concert thats not the choir. no exceptions. if gabriel damon wants to come and steal me away to Brooklyn while im at a choir concert, he can wait two minutes till the end of the song. thats right. dont even play. hairstons friend ZIPPED HER PURSE wile they were singing *shudder*
on another note, after the concert i hugged all the novus people i knew. this includes: mouse, mercer, moore, coretta, whitney, zach stark (i love that boy. he skips), mr williams, william henry, etc. it still kinda bothers me that the fifth name on this list is on there, but yknow what? we get along. its not my fault. i guess in small doses everythings cool. i took some pictures of everyone and 534N kept trying to beat up my camera but i got a good shot of him anyway, despite the fact that newman and dunkan are in the background and look like theyre about to make out, which theyre not. whitney left a good 15 minutes before we did, and 534N was still there on his cell when we all headed over to raffertys for the after party, which was way fun, even though The Best Cheesecake was actually kinda not excellent. it was okay. i sat with mouse, lena, dunkan, katy sloane and zach stark at a four people table, took pictures of knives and movies of pepper water and mouse killing napkins, stole a fork.
mouses mom took me, dunkan, and lena back to my house, i hugged mouse goodbye and we three who were left went and burned some rainforest incense which, granted, is nothing near cheap red wine incense, but its my third favorite. then we went to bed fairly early, probably before one-ish, and got up to dunkans mom calling saying she'd be here in an hour, so we got up and had cereal or pop tarts or frence vanilla la creme mousse *drools* which is a god in disguise. dunkan left, later lena left, then mom and i went to see sophisticated ladies, which had drew stark and kyle, both of whom i adore,and everyone did rather well. my only complaint was it had no michael a. ingersoll.
when i came home i loaded up my pictures and looked at them for way too long. *sigh*
it was a pretty dang good weekend.
and i dont have to go to school in the morning.
15 May 2004
01 May 2004
i wish there was a way i could know if i was gunna make novus or not. cause if i do i wont NEED school choir. merffff.
i was gunna post about dallas and DC today. nah.
~The Ants are Going to Eat You~
(todays badspontaneous angsty bongo poetry about killer ant movies on scifi)
the ants are coming for you
theyre covering everything, including
the windows or your schoolbus
almost-celebrity's inside
HES GOING TO BE EATEN
pay attention, man
evil nofos climbing tires and truckbeds
why are they in alaska?
they got in the wood
HES GOING TO BE EATEN
the end.
i was gunna post about dallas and DC today. nah.
~The Ants are Going to Eat You~
(todays badspontaneous angsty bongo poetry about killer ant movies on scifi)
the ants are coming for you
theyre covering everything, including
the windows or your schoolbus
almost-celebrity's inside
HES GOING TO BE EATEN
pay attention, man
evil nofos climbing tires and truckbeds
why are they in alaska?
they got in the wood
HES GOING TO BE EATEN
the end.
10 April 2004
babes. i dont post real posts anymore, and thats sad. so im going to try really hard to give my lovelies a nice, lengthy, and heck, maybe even interesting post this time. now, whether or not that will actually HAPPEN-- well, lets just cross that bridge when we get to it, shall we?
first thing. heres my classes next year, as far as i know:
geometry
clue
biology (uhg)
gym
latin I
choir
i wasnt going to take choir. i was going to take theatre all four years, but i have OOV and i MIGHT get CT back one day, plus i can still be in drama without taking theatre. also, if i dont make novus ill have no choir whatsoever, and i tried that last year. it was a miserable failure. reading? as a CLASS? *shudder* but art was okay. anyway. moving right along.
this weekend i have to do ubermucho (YES! two languages in one word!) work ahead cause of dallas and DC. i was talking to recycled about the trips and he said he didnt know about dallas but washington sounded like fun. really though, im looking SO forward to dallas it doesnt even resemble funny. seriously, hannah, its in like FOUR DAYS. thats acidic. i need to pack sunday, there wont be time any later.
next: AAAAAH! PRODUCERS! YAAAAY! im happy that next week will be the beginning of such goodness. i only hope i can deal with monday and tuesday at school without exploding. i bet i will. explode. i plan to do monday/tuesdays math tomorrow so i can just chill out after school. o tomorrow. it will be a busy day. but i get a very extended break for rehearsal and the BUST A MOO movie with smurfs of joy. i hope duncan comes. god i dont see her enough. or em. and its sad. i miss my smurfs so freaking hard it doesnt even resemble funny. but duncan most, and em, because ive got lucky thank god rehearing with kathryn and hattie. i miss emma too. and amanda. and sean and anna hasenmueller and lauren reed and mikayla freaking thrash from lakeshore. and ethan. and percy. and ms ward. o reminisce with me. come on and do it already. lets have a nap and dream. and rachel and kristen. i know they go to my school but theyre bloody pacesetters and rachel never talks anymore and i CANT EVER GO HOME WITH KRISTEN because morgan comes home with me every day but fridays and i ADORE morgan but i need my afternoons for kristentime.
that paragraph was supposed to be happy. i swear.
after dallas theres the recupe skitteryday and then washington, which i highly doubt will be as great as dallas but will have one asset that dallas lacks, and that is evan, whom i adore but, contrary to popular belief, do not like "that way," though he is good looking. so not the point. i do wish his parents had let him go to dallas though. o well. i am ever in the awaiting of the busch gardens.
GET THIS. back from washington, THREE WEEKS of school left, and one of them is bbq week. my favorite week ever. im so excited. i want to bring all my friends. when is the our grade picnic? now that i would REALLY like to know. we get three, count em, THREE whole days of non uniforms this year. spring pics, literarymcthing, and the picnic. at least i dont thing we have to wear em for that. o yes, because i remember on picnic day last year whitney had on overalls. i swear. i would make SUCH a good stalker. then matt zilch and i would be working for the SAME GUY, cause you KNOW hes gunna be a rapist. thats right. rapists have employers, theyre just subtle. keep that on tha downlow. lowdown. hodown! PUT THE HO ON THE UPBEAT.
first thing. heres my classes next year, as far as i know:
geometry
clue
biology (uhg)
gym
latin I
choir
i wasnt going to take choir. i was going to take theatre all four years, but i have OOV and i MIGHT get CT back one day, plus i can still be in drama without taking theatre. also, if i dont make novus ill have no choir whatsoever, and i tried that last year. it was a miserable failure. reading? as a CLASS? *shudder* but art was okay. anyway. moving right along.
this weekend i have to do ubermucho (YES! two languages in one word!) work ahead cause of dallas and DC. i was talking to recycled about the trips and he said he didnt know about dallas but washington sounded like fun. really though, im looking SO forward to dallas it doesnt even resemble funny. seriously, hannah, its in like FOUR DAYS. thats acidic. i need to pack sunday, there wont be time any later.
next: AAAAAH! PRODUCERS! YAAAAY! im happy that next week will be the beginning of such goodness. i only hope i can deal with monday and tuesday at school without exploding. i bet i will. explode. i plan to do monday/tuesdays math tomorrow so i can just chill out after school. o tomorrow. it will be a busy day. but i get a very extended break for rehearsal and the BUST A MOO movie with smurfs of joy. i hope duncan comes. god i dont see her enough. or em. and its sad. i miss my smurfs so freaking hard it doesnt even resemble funny. but duncan most, and em, because ive got lucky thank god rehearing with kathryn and hattie. i miss emma too. and amanda. and sean and anna hasenmueller and lauren reed and mikayla freaking thrash from lakeshore. and ethan. and percy. and ms ward. o reminisce with me. come on and do it already. lets have a nap and dream. and rachel and kristen. i know they go to my school but theyre bloody pacesetters and rachel never talks anymore and i CANT EVER GO HOME WITH KRISTEN because morgan comes home with me every day but fridays and i ADORE morgan but i need my afternoons for kristentime.
that paragraph was supposed to be happy. i swear.
after dallas theres the recupe skitteryday and then washington, which i highly doubt will be as great as dallas but will have one asset that dallas lacks, and that is evan, whom i adore but, contrary to popular belief, do not like "that way," though he is good looking. so not the point. i do wish his parents had let him go to dallas though. o well. i am ever in the awaiting of the busch gardens.
GET THIS. back from washington, THREE WEEKS of school left, and one of them is bbq week. my favorite week ever. im so excited. i want to bring all my friends. when is the our grade picnic? now that i would REALLY like to know. we get three, count em, THREE whole days of non uniforms this year. spring pics, literarymcthing, and the picnic. at least i dont thing we have to wear em for that. o yes, because i remember on picnic day last year whitney had on overalls. i swear. i would make SUCH a good stalker. then matt zilch and i would be working for the SAME GUY, cause you KNOW hes gunna be a rapist. thats right. rapists have employers, theyre just subtle. keep that on tha downlow. lowdown. hodown! PUT THE HO ON THE UPBEAT.
30 March 2004
21 March 2004
18 March 2004
15 March 2004
13 March 2004
dearest hannah,
first and foremost: HATTIIIIIIIIIIE! im so happy. hatties back, and... YAY! *squeaks with joy* i was listening to that incubus song- I Miss You- ALL BREAK and like, mourning. but now shes back! and she and kathryn and i went to the wizard of oz at playhouse. WOW it was good. MAN. and we went and were stalkers after the show, talked to jimmie and suchness, hatties writing an article for the high school newspaper, but she cant take notes to save her life, so i did, but theyre kinda hard to read. she says she can read them. then we went to secret window. dude. johnny depp. that movie was WICKEDawesome, and only scary for like, a total of four minutes. THEN we went to pizza and square foods and cosmic closet, hattie bought a vegan cookie at SF and kathryn and she liked it, but i didnt. o well. fun times, we had them. okay.
TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY! w00t w00t, i got presents today. flippin awesome new flowy skirt in blues, blue tye dye flarey sleeve shirt, hat, two pairs of earrings, and swing kids and camp! W00T! i need to watch swing kids like a mo. i think christian bales a nazi in it though. ah well.
i still have hatties bracelet. ill give it back to her at ergolytes auditions tomrrow. yay. hattie. oo, i should tell mercer, she wanted me to.
first and foremost: HATTIIIIIIIIIIE! im so happy. hatties back, and... YAY! *squeaks with joy* i was listening to that incubus song- I Miss You- ALL BREAK and like, mourning. but now shes back! and she and kathryn and i went to the wizard of oz at playhouse. WOW it was good. MAN. and we went and were stalkers after the show, talked to jimmie and suchness, hatties writing an article for the high school newspaper, but she cant take notes to save her life, so i did, but theyre kinda hard to read. she says she can read them. then we went to secret window. dude. johnny depp. that movie was WICKEDawesome, and only scary for like, a total of four minutes. THEN we went to pizza and square foods and cosmic closet, hattie bought a vegan cookie at SF and kathryn and she liked it, but i didnt. o well. fun times, we had them. okay.
TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY! w00t w00t, i got presents today. flippin awesome new flowy skirt in blues, blue tye dye flarey sleeve shirt, hat, two pairs of earrings, and swing kids and camp! W00T! i need to watch swing kids like a mo. i think christian bales a nazi in it though. ah well.
i still have hatties bracelet. ill give it back to her at ergolytes auditions tomrrow. yay. hattie. oo, i should tell mercer, she wanted me to.
10 March 2004
HOLY FREAK. last night i had a dream about frenchie workman. it was so adorable.
but im not gonna tell you about it yet, because im trying to build suspense here, dangit. first i had a dream about a schoolbus with a candy machine that when you hit coin return gave you way too many coins. it was exciting. i hit coin return many times. then i had a dream that wasnt the dream with frenchie workmen but he was in it, and bekky and he and i and some other folks were sitting on the living room floor trying to sing christmas songs and failing royally. THEN i was racing this guy back to the pizza place and even though he went another way and i could fly he still beat me. drat. THEN me and merry, who might have been pippin or maybe drew, but i think it was merry, were running away from this big scary pasty thing/guy that walked funny. and then another thing happened that i remember happening but i dont remember how it happened but i know it did because i had reference to it in the frenchie workman dream which i havent told you about yet because im trying to build suspense here, dangit. aparently in this dream frenchie and i were talking and mom was there and REALLY OLD FASHIONED and wouldnt leave the room, and frenchie and i were kinda annoyed but it was funnyawkward. okay. that was all one dream.
this is the next dream. it was outside lauren reeds house and it was almost dark but not quite. like the darkest it can be without ACTUALLY being dark. yknow. anyway, i dropped all the money that i got from the schoolbus thing-- yeah, my dreams like to refer back to themselves a lot-- and i was picking it up when lo and behold, from across the yard next door walks frenchie workman and some other guy whos clearly not important to the dream. other guy goes inside and then theres a SCENECHANGE. yeehaw. frenchies sitting in a rocking chair in the living room and smiling like the adorable little creature he is. his hairs a bit longer. SCENECHANGE. im talking to my mom about when shes going to ever leave the room when im talking to a guy, she says, after your birthday, IF hes gay, maybe ill let you two walk the dog or something. this makes me angry, but SCENECHANGE. frenchie and i are sitting on lauren reeds pathetic excuse for a porch which is really just four green stairs, moms not there, and we're talking. theres so much talking in this dream. frenchies dialect and/or phraseology are very pretty and mildly shakespearian, but just mildly. even though moms not there he says that maybe we'll get to talk alone since ive grown so much since the last time he saw me.
yknow what? my dreams are on shrooms. but danged if that wasnt just adorable. well it was to ME.
but im not gonna tell you about it yet, because im trying to build suspense here, dangit. first i had a dream about a schoolbus with a candy machine that when you hit coin return gave you way too many coins. it was exciting. i hit coin return many times. then i had a dream that wasnt the dream with frenchie workmen but he was in it, and bekky and he and i and some other folks were sitting on the living room floor trying to sing christmas songs and failing royally. THEN i was racing this guy back to the pizza place and even though he went another way and i could fly he still beat me. drat. THEN me and merry, who might have been pippin or maybe drew, but i think it was merry, were running away from this big scary pasty thing/guy that walked funny. and then another thing happened that i remember happening but i dont remember how it happened but i know it did because i had reference to it in the frenchie workman dream which i havent told you about yet because im trying to build suspense here, dangit. aparently in this dream frenchie and i were talking and mom was there and REALLY OLD FASHIONED and wouldnt leave the room, and frenchie and i were kinda annoyed but it was funnyawkward. okay. that was all one dream.
this is the next dream. it was outside lauren reeds house and it was almost dark but not quite. like the darkest it can be without ACTUALLY being dark. yknow. anyway, i dropped all the money that i got from the schoolbus thing-- yeah, my dreams like to refer back to themselves a lot-- and i was picking it up when lo and behold, from across the yard next door walks frenchie workman and some other guy whos clearly not important to the dream. other guy goes inside and then theres a SCENECHANGE. yeehaw. frenchies sitting in a rocking chair in the living room and smiling like the adorable little creature he is. his hairs a bit longer. SCENECHANGE. im talking to my mom about when shes going to ever leave the room when im talking to a guy, she says, after your birthday, IF hes gay, maybe ill let you two walk the dog or something. this makes me angry, but SCENECHANGE. frenchie and i are sitting on lauren reeds pathetic excuse for a porch which is really just four green stairs, moms not there, and we're talking. theres so much talking in this dream. frenchies dialect and/or phraseology are very pretty and mildly shakespearian, but just mildly. even though moms not there he says that maybe we'll get to talk alone since ive grown so much since the last time he saw me.
yknow what? my dreams are on shrooms. but danged if that wasnt just adorable. well it was to ME.
09 March 2004
last night i spent it with kristen. we rode bikes, but it was dark and her dad wouldnt let us leave the one street so circles and circles. it was a little cold, we stayed up and rather than saying AWWWWWW kristen said 'o REALLY?' and i was somehow relieved. i left my camera at kathryns house on t'otherdaywhenever. thats sad, but it gives us an excuse to have another thing soon.
what else was i going to say? there was something else. *thinks*
o yes. you people, you ask me about boys, and i dont think i can tell more people. if you didnt hear it straight from me, dont believe it, because there are 3 billion boys in the world, and only one of them is right. Anonymous on mouse's blog thinks he/she knows, and maybe is right. or maybe not. if you know because ive told you, please dont tell people. please? okay. if you really, really, REALLY want to know, you ask me, but dont feel left out if i dont tell you.
o! today kristen and i saw this THING while biking that was either a REALLY LARGE spider or a nut and some grass. we're pretty sure it was a really large spider. ive still got kristens jacket, its so hot.
pantene pro V is a FANTASTIC shampoo. *plays with hair*
i dont know whether to audition for ergolytes or not. id love to be involved, but the rehearsal schedule for good time speech almost killed me. someone, lets discuss. talk to me talk to me.
what else was i going to say? there was something else. *thinks*
o yes. you people, you ask me about boys, and i dont think i can tell more people. if you didnt hear it straight from me, dont believe it, because there are 3 billion boys in the world, and only one of them is right. Anonymous on mouse's blog thinks he/she knows, and maybe is right. or maybe not. if you know because ive told you, please dont tell people. please? okay. if you really, really, REALLY want to know, you ask me, but dont feel left out if i dont tell you.
o! today kristen and i saw this THING while biking that was either a REALLY LARGE spider or a nut and some grass. we're pretty sure it was a really large spider. ive still got kristens jacket, its so hot.
pantene pro V is a FANTASTIC shampoo. *plays with hair*
i dont know whether to audition for ergolytes or not. id love to be involved, but the rehearsal schedule for good time speech almost killed me. someone, lets discuss. talk to me talk to me.
07 March 2004
o today, o today. im happy of late. things good have been occurring, and i hope they last. i went to kathryns and em and me and afton and kathryn had oodlesomefun with malebashing and watching camp, despite the lack of the hattieduncan and all. o but i had cookies. far too many cookies. SHAME ON ME. *shame* otherwise... o! afton said i am really awesome. thats lovely. and CAMP IS GOD! or near enough to it. okay, im just posting again to tide over rachel o'c XD and i have nothing else interesting to say. *tries to think* o yeah. we wrote a list of dudes to kill and recited the quote book. THE END!
06 March 2004
for a while ive been thinking about honesty. not a lot, not like sitting down for an hour every day and just thinking, but once in a while for two minutes or five seconds itll cross my mind, and ive come across something. i need a place where i can be honest. i cant tell my secrets here, i cant tell them to my friends.. not like i have that many secrets anyway, im so GOOD all the time. (im going to be the designated driver, cant you tell?) but what few secrets i have i wont type, cause mom said never put anything in a keyboard you dont want read in court. i wont write them in a diary, cause im TIRED of only writing in that freaky lisa frank thing when im sad. seriously, if you read it youd think i was suicidal or lovesick or something. which im not EVER (suicidal) or at least often (lovesick). there are things i wont even admit to myself, that i cant even THINK in the loudest voice in my head. mind you, im no schizo, i can just think like three different conversations or speeches or songs or poems or ways to abolish the uniform policy in my head at once sometimes, and some of the voices are louder than others.
on kind of a different topic, ive also noticed im trying to pretty me up, and change some things i do. better myself or whatever. look at this...
i gave up diet coke and sweets for lent (though ive cheated on the sweet enough times already)
i finally got around to cutting my hair some
i try to read more
the procrastination level is down ever so little
ive been doing crunches at night
i bought new jeans (i look good in jeans)
i bought a flattering red shirt (i look good in red)
i finally got around to wearing dangly earrings, which make me look older
popcorn and chocolate milk are slowly being replaced with special k and orange juice.
do you see? do you see? im doing it, getting better, finally DOING something to get myself closer to who i WANT to be, how i WANT to look, what i WANT to do with myself. no complaints, i just am wondering why im getting to this now. due to more thinking, i may have an idea.
you never thought itd be me who wanted to impress a boy, did you?
on kind of a different topic, ive also noticed im trying to pretty me up, and change some things i do. better myself or whatever. look at this...
i gave up diet coke and sweets for lent (though ive cheated on the sweet enough times already)
i finally got around to cutting my hair some
i try to read more
the procrastination level is down ever so little
ive been doing crunches at night
i bought new jeans (i look good in jeans)
i bought a flattering red shirt (i look good in red)
i finally got around to wearing dangly earrings, which make me look older
popcorn and chocolate milk are slowly being replaced with special k and orange juice.
do you see? do you see? im doing it, getting better, finally DOING something to get myself closer to who i WANT to be, how i WANT to look, what i WANT to do with myself. no complaints, i just am wondering why im getting to this now. due to more thinking, i may have an idea.
you never thought itd be me who wanted to impress a boy, did you?
04 March 2004
had a fairly nice day today again, but not as MOST EXCELLENT as yesterday. i did my optimism speech in bordys class. yknow, the one that has to be four minutes. it was 3.18, hah. o well, ill get like a 95 anyway. apparently i am physically incapable talking any slower than Completely Incomprehensible. o well.
while journeying to history, chapel sent me to the office because my socks didnt match. one was black and one was yellow. grey made me wear some other ones which i still have and plan to burn in my backyard some-a-wheres.
eileen and i had an arguement about people not doing their work. she kept saying i dont like people who dont to their work. which i wasnt. i was saying that they should do their work. which they should.
and thats sad, cause i dont like arguing. but its 10 days till my birthday.
while journeying to history, chapel sent me to the office because my socks didnt match. one was black and one was yellow. grey made me wear some other ones which i still have and plan to burn in my backyard some-a-wheres.
eileen and i had an arguement about people not doing their work. she kept saying i dont like people who dont to their work. which i wasnt. i was saying that they should do their work. which they should.
and thats sad, cause i dont like arguing. but its 10 days till my birthday.
03 March 2004
i had a good day again, hannah. i dont think i told my trusty blog readers (who DONT EXIST) that i named it hannah. i know its not an amazing name, but its a name, and better than kitty (crazy anne frank). anyway, this makes it almost like im talking to someone and not rattling off my little senile head. hah. ms looney.
anyway, i had a good day. and im going to tell you why.
the popquiz had more than 5 questions. i dont remember how many, but it was more than five
i think i only missed one
i got the bonus
we started bott groups but not enough to have homework
speaking of homework, i had NONE
after school, the greatest thing ever. hattie. em. duncan. emma. (and bruce, but he doesnt matter). they came and saw us. i LOVE THEM.
although most people ran away to be eaten by mr quinn, duncan stayed with us hill-wise and CAME HOME WITH ME.
duncan, eileen, morgie and i went thrifting and i got a brown dress.
its a PRETTY brown dress, by gum.
i got a school approved and still krunk skirtthing
duncan morgan and i had funbeans listening to paul fosters speech
eileen came over, and was our christmas ho.
drew took 21 dollars from me, but with interest i get 25 back.
and that is why i had a good day. good day good night. good night.
anyway, i had a good day. and im going to tell you why.
the popquiz had more than 5 questions. i dont remember how many, but it was more than five
i think i only missed one
i got the bonus
we started bott groups but not enough to have homework
speaking of homework, i had NONE
after school, the greatest thing ever. hattie. em. duncan. emma. (and bruce, but he doesnt matter). they came and saw us. i LOVE THEM.
although most people ran away to be eaten by mr quinn, duncan stayed with us hill-wise and CAME HOME WITH ME.
duncan, eileen, morgie and i went thrifting and i got a brown dress.
its a PRETTY brown dress, by gum.
i got a school approved and still krunk skirtthing
duncan morgan and i had funbeans listening to paul fosters speech
eileen came over, and was our christmas ho.
drew took 21 dollars from me, but with interest i get 25 back.
and that is why i had a good day. good day good night. good night.
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