Wednesday, June 7, 2006

She didn't tell me they were jalapeño-flavored

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Pretty cool, eh? I wish I could do that. I'd make my eyes purple! Or blue! Or pink! >< Ah, that's a nice shade of green too, though.

Okay, due to some last-minute scheduling, I am now at my Aunts house.

*paarty*

Naw, I'm not mean like that.

But my Uncle's not gonna be around for the duration of my time here, which saddens me. *sad* He's a funny guy... and when he's here I can mess with his guitars. <__<

They have TiVo *overjoyed* I can tape stuff! And rewind!! *jumps up and down* O__O I will never miss a show again!

And now I'm hungry, off to eat I go!

Love,
Hot Mouth

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“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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Monday, June 5, 2006

Lube

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No, I will make no comment on that statement.

Today be the first official day of Summer. But this is the first real week I have off, because after that, the next three weeks I have summer school.
Then sometime after that, three more weeks of summer school.

Joy.

Right now I'm listening to some music, due to my extreme boredom.

EXTREME.

TO THE MAX.

o__O

Don't ask.

Love,
Conflicted Lady

P.S. Go to the gym you lazy bum.

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“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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Friday, June 2, 2006

I was learning that love could cost me.

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This really is a splendid book.

School is now over.
Forever.
For good.

Okay, I lied, but at least I get some time off before I have to go there again.

I know a few of my scores, but for the most part I'm not completely sure of the state of my final grades.
In all of Mr. B's classes, my biology teacher, he said I got the highest score on the exam. Love me.
And in History I only missed 2 questions out of 200. That was a pretty hard test too. Imperialism through the Cold War.

The final chapter of this chronicle will come out when I get my report card. Who knows when that'll be...


That would be the art project I've been working on for the past two-three weeks.
Juxtaposed against this brown carpet that needs to be vacuumed, it's a sight to behold.
Is it good?
Huh? HUH?!
You can tell the truth. I'd actually like to hear comments on it.

It's odd, why yes.
Who's that there in the picture?
I don't know.
Which way is the person facing?
*shrug*
Are they coming or leaving.
Why, that's up to interpretation.

Therein lies the amazingness of it all. It's supposed to represent those things. You never know if I person will show you a kind side and then bring disaster or if they really are sincere when you meet them. Yes yes.

I think I need a nap soon. *yawn*
It's been rough.
But yay, weekend.
Which also may mean I go to the pool... mmm... pool.

Love,
The artistic scholar.

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“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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Thursday, June 1, 2006

Which brings me to you

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"My own kind. I'm not sure there's a name for us. I suspect we're born this way: our hearts screwed in tight, already a little broken. We hate sentimentality and yet we're deeply sentimental. Low-grade Romantics. Tough but susceptible. Afflicted by parking lots, empty courtyards, nostalgic pop music."

I really like this book that I'm reading. It's very interresting. It's like a tragic romantic comedy, but more comedy.

3 exams down, 1 to go. This one's the hardest too. Ack, history.

Wow, I really don't have anything to talk about today, considering I'm in a very ashamed at myself for doing something I did.
No, I'm not going to tell you what it was, but I feel like a dumbass because of it.

That's my life though *sigh*

I feel sick.

Love,
Clingwrap

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“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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Monday, May 29, 2006

I wish I was an old man in a red convertable

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o__O The guy standing behind me when we were lining up in the street for the parade was singing that. I think he was making it up as he went along. But it was hella funny.

Today was the hottest May 29th it has ever been in ______ Ohio in RECORDED HISTORY.
*twitch*
Yay for me -___-
It's 96 degrees.
Put a band suit on top of it and it feels ten degrees hotter.

Normally, the marching band comes out during the middle of the parade, but since it was so hot, they moved us to the front so no one would get heat stroke. :D
They're so considerate.
Although personally, I think they make the band uniforms out of an unnatural materical that gets too hot when it's hot outside and too cold when it's cold. Meanies.

The ungodly hotness literally started to make my skin melt. I'm not kidding. It was so hot that the cholesterol in my cell membranes couldn't hold the cells together. There was this thick greasy film all over me, blech! I scrubbed my skin so much in the shower that it feels kinda plasticy now, hopefully the skin will grow back soon :3

Uhhm, so yep... hot, blah blah, more hot, hard to play, too much sweat.

That's about it.

Then I showered and I'm all clean.
Yey

I'm sick o' typin' this, so I'll stop now.
Biiie
<3

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“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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Sunday, May 28, 2006

Finals

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That's the word that sums up the next week of my life. And then, summer!

Yippee?!... did I even spell that right?

I really, really, really should start studying now, since my finals begin on Wednesday.
But this strange sort of laziness that I've never felt before hath decended over thineself.
EGAD!

Memorial day is tomorrow though, so I get that off. Yeey. But I have to go to the parade?!
Yep.
It's gonna be so hot in our stupid uniforms.
Maybe I'll take a picture of myself in mine
<__< I never said I looked good in it.
I look weta'ted.
Although I think it does slim my waistline a bit.
*pose*

My procrastination is stemming from the Minish Cap right now. *consuming life in the game*
Ah, the funness of diseased laziness.

I got it from a certain Turnip I think >___> *sneeze* Dern. I hope I don't spread it to anyone.

Well, it's time for another nap for me I think.
G'night everyone.
*snore*
- Me

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“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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Friday, May 26, 2006

Our Marching Band was ranked #1 in the state

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:D Now I feel slightly nostalgic.

The past few days haven't exactly been nice to me.

Filled with late nights and studying, yep.

I stayed up 'til 2 yesterday, so I've pretty much been dead all day. I just woke up after I was asleep for three hours.


Hmm, stuff happened today, but since I went to sleep, they're not clear in my mind anymore.

Here's the thing I can remember the most.

It was raining for most of the day... then it cleared up right before 11th period. I have come to the conclusion that God hates Marching Band.

Oh, wait, I guess I should introduce some people first.
Jeff - a vurrily nice junior who plays melophone (marching french horn); treats me like a five-year old, although I don't necessarily dislike this...
Kyle - a stupid junior who plays the trumpet and stands by me during marching band. I have harbored a deep dislike for him since marching band when he spent many practices trying to piss me off.

Alright, Jeff was absent when we set the band positions for the Memorial Day Parade; he told me he was sick then. A few people in my line were not here today, so Mr. G. put 'im in our line by me. :3 *was happy* I haven't had time to talk to him since marching band in the fall!
Not to say I really got time, but hey, it was time to mess around wif him. While we were marching, I kept tyin' to trip him, hehehe. At one point when the front of the band was playing, I stole his mouthpiece and hid it in my back pocket.
How oblivous can one be? XD He freaked out for a few minutes, then interrogated me by glaring ;___; I don't like it when people do that. I had to give it back!

We marched around to the front of the school. It started poaring. More proof God hates Marching Band. When the directors wasn't around, I shielded Jeff's head with my folio. XDD Not to say it worked, I think he was mildly touched by my kindness though. Maybe. Possibly.

But then, Kyle had to actually show up, and even though Graham put Jeff by me, Kyle decided he was standing inbetween me and my friend *sob*. It made me very upset. I wanted to break his face... but I refrained, 'cuz then Jeff gave me a wet hug after we got inside. :3


Anythin' else...
Well, yesterday there was a few thunderstorms. Que my lightning phobia. I felt extremely maladjusted. Good thing it didn't put my power out, or I would be even more tired right now.

Speaking of that, it's naptime... again.
Yes, I have nothing else to do, I'm afraid.

Heart,
Ari

I count the days to find
What was left behind
Only these names I clutch
Will lead me to my home
Somehow this river marks
A wrinkle hand in mine
And everyday that parts
The water into two
Mothers and feathers start
To drown the living proof
I can’t remember
These lakes of blood
Wrapped in a blanket
There sweats a cut

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“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Aspire to become something greater.

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That's what my biology teacher, Mr. Befem (Bethem) said when I told him I wanted to be a bio teacher. Psssh, what could be greater than a biology teacher?!

This remodeling job took foreeever... mostly due to the fact I've forgotten a lot of HTML over the past month or so... -__- *school is consuming brain*

I need to take another typing class. I'm starting to slow down!
:O
Aaaack, that's not good.
I used to do like, 500 words per minute.
<__< No joke.

Tell me if you like the layout, I'm too worn-out to type anything else.

Love,
Meeee!

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“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Don't hate me 'cuz I'm so lovely

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There's something different about one of the words in this post title. Try to see if you can find it! *psst, it's not that hard...*

Yes, I am getting a new theme. It's slow-going though, since I have a lot of stuff to do. Exams are next week, ya know!

THEN NO MORE SCHOOL EVER!!

... okay, I lied with the last part. There will be school again in the future.


Running is not meant for me... my quads hurt so bad right now. Every time I walk, it feels like my legs are burning.
Yes, running is definitely evil.


I think there's an Iron Curtain (Cold War reference) in my soul. >__> Half of me is communist, half of me is democratic.
*cackle* But I'll tell you more about that later.

And now, I'm off to nap! ^ ^ 'cuz I was up too late last night <__< *erhm*

*sleep*
Ari is Love

EDIT: Alright, I'm giving up on the changes for now, since I wanna mess with everything and I honestly don't have the time. I think it'll be done by the weekend... *maybe*

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“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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Monday, May 22, 2006

Crotchus hugerus erectus

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XD I still find that hilarious.

And if you don't know what that is, you're too sheltered. o__O Although that's probably best...

Oh yes.
I am a genius.
Guess what I got on my biology test?
Ho yes, 61/53, the best score possible.

I am so happy :3

But at the same time, I think I failed today's History test ;___;

I'm gonna miss Mr. Bethem next year... no biology... instead, ebil chemistry >< *pokes it with a stick*


Uhh... someone used my lotion again.
And my ass hurts, really bad.

o___O Is there a connection between those two things? I don't think I want to find out...


Yarrrrr *wink*
Ari is Love

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“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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