Friday, September 19, 2003
Thursday, September 18, 2003
I wonder where they are....
Why is it that when you miss someone, you see them everywhere. They're on the bus, they're in the school hall. You catch a glimpse in your peripheral vision, but when you turn, they're gone. Why is this?
Maybe it's because you miss them so terribly, that your brain transmits images and/or sounds, to make you believe they are there. But that isn't fair. Don't you think the body would block out the things that remind you of them, so that it doesn't hurt? Unforetunately, the mind is cruel. Everything reminds you of them, and you feel your brow lower with sadness everytime...it is a shame.
In other news, this medicine makes it hard to blink...it's kinda fun!
Why is it that when you miss someone, you see them everywhere. They're on the bus, they're in the school hall. You catch a glimpse in your peripheral vision, but when you turn, they're gone. Why is this?
Maybe it's because you miss them so terribly, that your brain transmits images and/or sounds, to make you believe they are there. But that isn't fair. Don't you think the body would block out the things that remind you of them, so that it doesn't hurt? Unforetunately, the mind is cruel. Everything reminds you of them, and you feel your brow lower with sadness everytime...it is a shame.
In other news, this medicine makes it hard to blink...it's kinda fun!
Wednesday, September 17, 2003
My feet are so cold, my legs ache.
Speaking of cold, that brings me to a boy in my science class. He was wearing one half of a pizza box around his neck. On the box, written in an untidy print, were the words "I NEED a new furnace...Pls give me $$$ P.S. I'm cold :(" I laughed my ass off. In class, I was too hot, so I took of my sweater to reveal my spaghetti strap with that support band. At the end of class he approached my makeshift desk-curse these crowded classes-and asked nervously "Um, are you wearing a bra?" I answered politely, "It has a built in bra. Not that it's any of your business." Sam laughed and said "Oh, come on, you were looking!" He glared at her and said "No I just couldn't see the straps." We had a hearty laugh.
And then I quickly forgot everything I had just learnt about the earth's atmosphere due to severely bad sub teacher.
Speaking of cold, that brings me to a boy in my science class. He was wearing one half of a pizza box around his neck. On the box, written in an untidy print, were the words "I NEED a new furnace...Pls give me $$$ P.S. I'm cold :(" I laughed my ass off. In class, I was too hot, so I took of my sweater to reveal my spaghetti strap with that support band. At the end of class he approached my makeshift desk-curse these crowded classes-and asked nervously "Um, are you wearing a bra?" I answered politely, "It has a built in bra. Not that it's any of your business." Sam laughed and said "Oh, come on, you were looking!" He glared at her and said "No I just couldn't see the straps." We had a hearty laugh.
And then I quickly forgot everything I had just learnt about the earth's atmosphere due to severely bad sub teacher.
Tuesday, September 16, 2003
Monday, September 15, 2003
Sunday, September 14, 2003
Happy Birthday to ME!!!
My dad is so cool. He got me toy ponies (Killer and Ripper) and an ice cream cake with Mike from Monsters Inc on it, just like I asked! It was served on Buzz Lightyear paper plates and I had to blow out the candles three times because Dad kept screwing up the digital photos. I got a cell phone, a pretty purse, and a manga comic book from my mother, and a mini zen garden from my sister. My dad made me roughly five pounds of peanut and cashew brittle and toffee apples and a fabulous roast beef dinner with roasties and everything! Best Birthday Ever!
And Merry Christmas! God bless us, everyone! *beats the shit out of Tiny Tim*
My dad is so cool. He got me toy ponies (Killer and Ripper) and an ice cream cake with Mike from Monsters Inc on it, just like I asked! It was served on Buzz Lightyear paper plates and I had to blow out the candles three times because Dad kept screwing up the digital photos. I got a cell phone, a pretty purse, and a manga comic book from my mother, and a mini zen garden from my sister. My dad made me roughly five pounds of peanut and cashew brittle and toffee apples and a fabulous roast beef dinner with roasties and everything! Best Birthday Ever!
And Merry Christmas! God bless us, everyone! *beats the shit out of Tiny Tim*
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