you don't know the truth!!! @__@
Dec. 12th, 2003
11:55 am - we're more than horses...
Oh god... what is this... am I... UPDATING?
:: dies ::
Maggie has influenced me into drabbling on a bit before I drag my lagging ass to Precal. (Oh yah, that and the Naruto communities on livejournal rule the deadjournal ones. :: west side, "naruto rulz" tatooed on knuckles ::
I am seriously considering skipping class again today... retest on Victorian poetry, baah. I get it already, shut up with yer frickin' metaphors. But then again, I feel like I've skipped a little too much this semester already. I, unlike some people, have a conscience. :: looks at Maggie :: Although not much of one... ^__^;;;
Err, ya. That, and I have to find a monologue for the Shakespeare dealio. I've got it down to two sonnets, the one that starts with "O, call not me to justify the wrong that thy unkindness lays upon my heart," and the one that begins with "My lady says..." something, I can't remember the rest of that line. (So I guess I already know the first one better, ne?) But as for the monologue, I have no FRICKIN' clue.
Ah well, I need to go and call Maggie and inform her of my decision... to skip, or not to skip? That is the REAL question, ne Shakespeare-sama?
May. 20th, 2003
01:34 pm - ahoi
OH god how long has it been since I've written in this thing? I have been using my deadjournal or Paranoid Android book, mostly. (which I made myself... oh yeah, so artsy - it's a wonder they don't call me Art woman I'm so talented)
Sitting in the library, waiting for third period to pass and fourth to begin - although, as a long term goal I'm waiting for the next week to go by so I can get rid of tenth grade. :: shivers :: Just a bad idea in general, really.
Although, I have had a lot more fun this year than many before. I'm not nearly as uptight about school work (also could be argued as a bad thing but oh well), and I've gotten much closer to John and Jamie this year, which is decidedly a really awesome thing. John's the man - that's all there is to it. I wouldn't trade his friendship for anything - especially not before I'm going to the Beck concert for his birthday... (just kidding... but that is going to be SO BITCHIN'! GOD Beck is hot and talented... such a lovely combination that does not grace the music world often) And Jamie - victory paint. That's all I have to say. Seriously though, it's been so nice that he's bothered to tote us around town. Although I don't doubt he's had fun too. The beatle forever.
Ehhh... what since I've written. Oh yeah.
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Thom Yorke, Radiohead.
Oh, and some more Radiohead.
Excellent - truly excellent. They have finally pulled ahead of Weezer and now sit atop Sarah's Pillar o' Awesome Fuckin Music. And did I mention that Thom Yorke has proposed? WHO NEEDS HIS WIFE AND SON? OK, I can just be head concubine and be his favorite, and secretly rule her by threats to poison her food. Excellent.
Damn, must remember this is not ancient China... silly me.
Eh, the librarians are hovering! I might continue this later, and then again I might not.
You'll just have to live with the suspense.
Feb. 27th, 2003
Feb. 26th, 2003
Local Punk Band. Get your closest friends together
and put your feelings into some good ole punk
music!! Make it political, make it fictional!
Whatever you do, stay true to yourself!
What kind of band should you belong to?
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Avril Lavigne, she's a disgrace to your kind.
What annoying Celebrity would you most likely wanna kill?
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Oct. 14th, 2002
well I haven't really written in... oh, ages? and I say now that I'm going to keep this up, but we all know that that's a poorly fashioned lie-who am I to betray the neverending cycle? (sarah thinks its cool -> sarah rants and raves about it -> sarah continues doing it for,oh, a week and a half, at most -> sarah completely forgets about it -> sarah rediscovers it and thinks its cool again -> sarah's friends get tired of hearing the same crap over and over again and eventually hit her with a giant stick) or something like that anyways.
anywhoozle... a recap of whats been up. converted jamie to trigun. oh, and frank, if you read this ever - thanks. again. trigun is awesome, and you introduced us to it. just wanted to credit you really quick before I got back to, well, whatever the hell I'm doing. okay. well, we only have the last four episodes to go - and those are really the best (except for live through - everyone could do without live through) seeing as this is something like my ninth viewing of the series, maybe I can hold myself together when wolfie dies.
ack- midterms gotta run.
Aug. 13th, 2002
11:39 am - THIRTY-SEVEN!!!???
11:22 am - Schooly D
No... no no no no no no... I hate my school.
Wait, no, I hate all the people in my school.
Yeah, thats it.
School was yesterday, as the cleverer of you has probably already figured out. I don't wanna go back. I don't wanna go back. And I even know how I got off the track. I don't wanna go back NOOOO! (sorry, =w= lapse)
Hmm... I just wanna take Dr Whiz... he seems to be the only teacher who I would actually like in the tenth grade. DAMNIT all the freshmens that I used to go to school with are gonna be there tomorrow and I don't want to talk to them. They really think that they're cool. They're not.
Well, I gotta go and get my school supplies now... FINALLY something a little exciting.
Aug. 2nd, 2002
01:37 am - "Bad Blinky. No babies."
Mmmm... Gotta get Little John to give Trigun another chance. He watched the first one and didn't like it. But then again, hes biased against anime because of the shit on the air right now. But oh well... he WILL like it. If its the last thing he... likes. :: laughs maniacally ::
I wanna go to a rehearsal at the Cafe... maybe thats what I'll do tomorrow... Hmm... yes, excellent.
Wrote Princess. She has to write more soon! She just HAS to!
Au revoir. Bon soir, mes amies.
Aug. 1st, 2002
Today was mucho... um... fundo... yah. Roponia spent the night for the last two nights, and we had a blast the night before cracking CORNY jokes until 4 AM in the morning. These were jokes of the MOST retarded kind, where we took various everyday compound words or phrases and turned them into HORRIBLE come-ons. ("I'll do YOUR laundry...I'll prolong YOUR magic... I'll Wolf YOUR wood," etc.) Depressing, ain't it? Then we proceeded into the physics of certain lemons and what a retard Vince is.
Then yesterday we all went to Frankie's (and no, not Sharpie's) and beat each other up on the Slick Track, which I'm not really even supposed to be on. (Sixteen or older... oops! Oh well, it was 11:45 at night, the attendant really didn't give a shit...) We had some fun in the lasertag, where we had a free-for-all. I was "Braveheart." Oh yeah.
I started this post out with a sentence about today, right? HA HA! Whoops... Well, anywhoozle, today was pretty fun. Big John woke me up by calling me (that's ok though... it was quarter to one...) and he came over an hour later. We watched the second to last DVD... and we can't watch Paradise until Maggie gets back. ARHRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! :: bangs head on wall :: And that one's SO GOOD TOO!!!! *sniff* Ah well.
After that, we watched the first one all over again and played some tennis. And John beat up Romana with the tennis ball unintentionally. The Cafe crew also came over for some mad lines reading. Ho yeah. And Ryan FRIGGIN LAUGHS LIKE VASH! OH well, with that settled, John and Ropo went home, and I got a call from other John, Sarah Hulseman, (my friend who just got back from France who's going to Southside next year) and Justin, my friendly neighborhood STALKER! ARGH! Oh well...
This has been waaaaay too long. So I'm gonna stop now. No, seriously. I am. I am going to stop. Now.
Jul. 29th, 2002
05:50 pm - I am known as...
Sera has a new journal (not online) for 10th grade and ramblings and ALL is right with the world.
- Valintinez Alkilanella Zihag Shushira Boheretz Gambi-Gobella Blue Stradavari Talentrente Pierre Andre Charten-heimos Evanovinche Baldos-George Doitzelkeiser the III.
don't hesitate to call.
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