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Saturday, April 15th, 2006

Subject:Yes? Yeeeeeeeees?
Time:1:18 am.
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3 quenched // Take a drink.

Monday, March 13th, 2006

Subject:Nudge nudge?
Time:4:40 pm.

Hahahaha. Had you going there, didn't I?
1 quenched // Take a drink.

Monday, January 23rd, 2006

Subject:Hell week minus a play.
Time:11:02 pm.
Mood: tired.
Mon planifier pour la semaine.

Lundi (done with): Euro test. Karate 5:30-8.
Mardi: Euro essay. Possibly after school for art. Karate 8:15-9:10.
Mercredi: Two art projects. Karate 5:30-9.
Jeudi: Math test. Sleep.
Vendredi: Gym and Band Finals (oo how tough, now you know I'm just complaining). Karate 3:15-midnight or later.
Samedi: Karate 10:30-12... Karate 1-3 (I think).
Dimanche: Loni's play (possibly). Sleep (possibly).

2 quenched // Take a drink.

Tuesday, December 27th, 2005

Subject:My friends page is overrun by quizzes.
Time:2:15 am.
Mood: mischievous.


4 quenched // Take a drink.

Thursday, November 17th, 2005

Subject:Ignore zees.
Time:11:29 pm.
Mood: frustrated.



There, now I've effed up all y'all friends pages in my frustration. SUCK IT.
1 quenched // Take a drink.

Tuesday, November 8th, 2005

Subject:I'll go to sleep and then finish this entry.
Time:12:12 am.
Mood: exhausted.
LOOK 'M UPDATING AND STUFF. God I'm so tired and I didn't even do anything today. I forsee a really short crappy entry.

... I hate it when I'm right.
2 quenched // Take a drink.

Saturday, October 22nd, 2005

Subject:I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining.
Time:2:32 pm.
Mood: disappointed.
No band today. Yay for small miracles. I'm currently kinda bummed out that only two people can definitely come to see Goblet of Fire with me after my mom went through all the trouble of finding tickets and preordering them. I wanted it to be a huge group outing. But you can't always get what you want. Or something. I'll live with it.
2 quenched // Take a drink.

Sunday, October 16th, 2005

Subject:Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart.
Time:2:15 pm.
Mood: groggy.
Okay, I'm going to take the time out of my Sunday to post all about my weekend in the Poconos. Dun dun dunnnnn.

Duncan came over early and we drove three hours to the mountains. The house we rented was freaking haunted---the sink kept turning itself on, Tommy's uniform got burning hot in one area for no reason, the boys decided there was a man named Mr. Thompson in my closet (needless to say, I never slept in that room), etc. We ping-ponged it up until the Creativity competition that night. Most of the skits were sucky---too much show, not enough karate. But the winner was a Spiderman group and it was awesome. After that, we went back to the house and watched scary TV shows until we all fell asleep on couches in the loft area because we were too afraid to go to our separate rooms.

Woke up way too early to drive over to Fernwood again so Tommy could compete (13 and under in the morning, 14 and above in the afternoon, adults the previous night) but ended up waiting two hours until his division was even announced. He placed 2nd in Sparring. And then we "got lunch" so we could avoid the boring Opening Ceremonies and returned in time for me, Duncan, Killian, and the Lacks to compete. Duncan got two 1sts and a 3rd in Sparring. He missed the Junior Men's Cup by 5 points---if he had gotten three 1sts he would have had it. I got two 3rds and a 2nd in Sparring, and I was up for the Junior Women's Cup but one of the Cho Dan (1st Degree Black Belt) girls beat me out for it. Eh, I still have another year.

Afterwards, we took Duncan and Killian to the house (four people crammed into the back seat---and HE was next to me <3), where the boys wreaked total havoc on the basement late into the night. And Duncan says he's not going to Homecoming. So whutteryagonnado about it. I'll still have fun.

Cleaned up the basement and drove home. The end.
6 quenched // Take a drink.

Saturday, October 8th, 2005

Subject:Make my day with a phone call.
Time:12:03 am.
Mood: happy.
Cora is the best, superest, amazingest spy EVER. AHHHH. It's been hours and I'm still giddy over her conversation with 423.

I LOVE COURTNEY. I need to like, stalk Brian now or something, but Cora's getting much farther with him on her own. SO. I dunno. BUT I LOVE HER. AHHHHHHHH.
4 quenched // Take a drink.

Saturday, October 1st, 2005

Subject:Soup at Hand in my hand.
Time:3:28 pm.
Mood: mellow.
Hurrah for a free weekend. Yesterday I had demo practice and the actual demo and though the demo was generic and sucky, seeing 423 was awesome. We even got to talk one-on-one while we were waiting for Chris to get changed in the bathroom. I hate marching band. I hate overtime even more because it keeps me at marching band longer. But the game was exciting. Or something. Home games are only good for allowing 423 to show up at them. And he wasn't there. So there's my sentiments.
7 quenched // Take a drink.

Tuesday, September 27th, 2005

Time:10:19 pm.
Mood: working.
Ninety-five percent on the AP Euro exam! Bitching!!

Now to stress out over the Alg. II/Trig. exam on Thursday...

Or maybe that can wait until Wednesday night. Stupid AP Euro essay.
1 quenched // Take a drink.

Sunday, September 25th, 2005

Time:3:07 pm.
Mood: stressed.


9:14 PM Update: Okay, I'm more coherent now. Hopefully I'll do alright tomorrow. I spent all of today slaving over my notebook, textbook, and workbook. And I did the extra credit. So I have at least 5 points right there.

Just in case you were wondering, Tommy passed his E Dan test. Yaaay. Small miracle.
2 quenched // Take a drink.

Sunday, September 18th, 2005

Subject:My stomach is filled with happy butterflies.
Time:12:24 am.
Mood: accomplished.
Tommy's black belt test was today, and for all the details you can refer to my post on the Guild. I'm just really concerned about Tommy's score on the written test. He might quit karate if he doesn't pass, out of exasperation and embarrassment. But we won't get into that right now.

Because guess what. 423 signed on about 20 minutes ago. And Cora persuaded me (it wasn't too hard, hahaha) to finally IM him. And we talked. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY.
2 quenched // Take a drink.

Saturday, September 10th, 2005

Subject:Freaky Deaky Halloween edition was lame.
Time:9:05 pm.
Mood: okay.
School started Wednesday and I haven't been on the computer since (excluding the bit of time I was on yesterday). AP Euro is demanding, but I knew it would be. Trabocco is an awesome teacher though. My teachers are so much better than last year. Except I don't know about Sanderson. I need a great math teacher in order to do well, and Sanderson... isn't that great. I fell asleep with my head in my hands Friday and dreamt about Bentley and Sadie in her class. And still got as much of an education as the conscious kids.

Had Master's Club today. We were put in groups to do forms application (making up why we do each move to the forms) and I was with 423 and Tombrown. It was like an hour of just talking and working (hardly) on the form application and making fun of Tombrown, who we used as our dummy. In a word, AWESOME. I wish I saw him at school more...

Yeah so. That's how it's gone down since last entry. Basically.
7 quenched // Take a drink.

Tuesday, September 6th, 2005

Subject:Another crisis averted.
Time:3:21 pm.
Mood: grumpy.
Fucking PSATs are only offered at Garnet Valley on the 15th, which is the one weekend this whole school year that I won't be home. I'll be in the Poconos for the Region 8 Karate Tournament. And I'd be horribly disappointed if I couldn't go. But my mom went online and looked up PSAT test centers, and Sun Valley is offering the test on the 12th, so I'm going there instead. It's an excused absence, apparently, so I'll be missing some of school that day, but it's much better than missing the tournament and 423.

It's another open-window day. Why is it that it only felt like summer on the last two days?
2 quenched // Take a drink.

Monday, September 5th, 2005

Subject:I like to move it move it.
Time:3:26 pm.
Mood: content.
I kind of miss when I wrote in my LJ every three days, so maybe I'll start it up again for school when life will inevitably get more interesting.

Today feels like summer. We have all the windows open because it's pleasant outside, and I have nothing to do. Which, after all this god damn AP Euro, is definitely a good thing. I guess I'm kind of looking forward to school, just because it will mean an end to this summer. The school year will have to be a great improvement. I'm not going to get up at five, though, man. I tried getting up at nine today and slept until 10:30 instead. So forget about the first two periods of school. It just ain't happening.
Take a drink.

Wednesday, August 10th, 2005

Subject:C'mere, Carface.
Time:4:00 am.
Mood: hollow.
We are going to adopt puppies on Thursday. We sent in our application to a puppy rescue center in Unionville and they accepted it and set up an appointment, unlike the stupid lady in charge of Milli and Tucker who didn't even think we were good enough to qualify for a response as to why we weren't good enough. There are thirty puppies there, all mixies from several different litters, and Tommy and I get to pick out a puppy each. And we've already decided on names. Tommy got it in his head that he's going to name his puppy Bentley, after the car. And so my puppy will be named Mercedes, but she will go by Sadie. Because I really don't want to be calling a car whenever I want my puppy, I just thought it'd be cute to have a pattern to the names. And I do like the name Sadie.

I guess I'm getting ahead of myself. It isn't one hundred percent sure that we are adopting the puppies on Thursday, we need to make sure we have all the proper supplies for them ready at home. We're still in need of crates, or a crate, because we only need one for both of them right now. And we have to "puppy-proof" the house. Hershey was such a good dog. After he grew out of "puppy phase", he never got into anything. We left all sorts of shit all over the floor and Hershey didn't touch what he knew wasn't his, except in matters concerning food. Despite everything we've been through the past month, it still feels like I'll turn around right now and see Hershey sleeping next to my bed. And when I don't see him, when I realize I'm alone in my room besides my bunny, it's chillingly empty.

And it's also four o'clock. Maybe the rest of Chapter Eight of AP Euro can wait until tomorrow morning. Or something.
2 quenched // Take a drink.

Sunday, August 7th, 2005

Subject:Non pariels pariels pariels pariels.
Time:9:46 pm.
Mood: angrysadupsetlonelyothergooey.
I'm not abandoning this LJ. I love this LJ. I just can't write an entry about my day without getting angrysadupsetlonelymoreangryhungrylethargicgooey. So maybe some other time.
7 quenched // Take a drink.

Thursday, July 28th, 2005

Subject:Rubber bands are for fucking posters.
Time:2:43 pm.
Mood: angry.
Ahhhh god damn it. I started with the rubber bands in my mouth to correct my fucking insane underbite. I feel like ripping them out. They make me so ugly.
8 quenched // Take a drink.

Subject:This journal roooooooocks.
Time:1:57 am.
Mood: awake.
I hope you all know that I'm making this entry for the further progression of Operation: Make Journal Pretty.

... Fuck yeah.
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