Saturday, February 5, 2005

Emotions gushing full force, in every which way

Last night, Bio. The vanbus driver....oh my goodness. He....How...Where on earth did he get his driver's license?!?!?! Rides the brake in heavy traffic, abruptly cuts off cars, 5 near wrecks and half a dozen close calls, and that's all when we're still on the same block. 45 minutes of constant riding the breaks, STOPGOSTOPGOSTOPGOSTOPGO. Honest to goodness, I was so nautouse and dizzy from his constant stopgostopgo, I felt like I was going to be violently sick by the time we finally reached our building. X_+;;; *shuts eyes and hugs herself tightly* I wasnt the only one either. u.u;;; Yar. Bio class. Turns out one of the homeworks I did was extra credit, so that made me happy. =D Took the bus, which took me part ways home. Had to walk the rest of the ways, but I dont know how long I can afford taking a bus part ways. =\ *cough* It's only a dollar-ten, but...a dollar is a lot for me. =X On the phone last night, I was talking to somone who was viewing my O (How's that for timing? 0.o;;; ) They read off to me a comment, the way they read it to me, their tone of voice making it sound elitist and obnoxiouse. And when I sounded kinda hurt and confused about it, they went to explain that it was probably intended in a condescending sort of way, as they've thought for quite a while the person who wrote the comment thinks of me as a shallow ditz.(They used to talk to the person who left the comment) I was really confused and hurt. Shortly afterwards, we said goodbye and whatever, and hung up. I was going to go to sleep, but changed my mind, and called the person who made the comment. It was a misunderstanding. The comment was never intended that way, not one bit. And I felt really foolish, to jump the gun like that. And bad. I felt incredibly horrible about that. Yes. And now, I am finally able to go online, and I feel more of an idoit than I did last night. I've read it, and re-read it, and I cant see how it could be taken in a negative way, the way my other friend took it. I....I dont quite understand why they would tell me these kinds of things. And now that I think about it...I believe last night really wasnt the first time that's happend with them. Apparently, there's two people I know that she doesn't care for at all, one of them whome I've known for quite a while and care for greatly, and that person dont want me to associate with either of them anymore. I know that for a fact because they've told me that in their own words many times before. I'm hurt that they would do that, what they did last night. And prior, as well. =\ I dont really know what to do. I am too confused inside about a lot of things to deal with that right now, and all this other stuff that suddenly happend this morning. *shakes head, sighs and grins* Aye! I took some picatoors today, and if I can find the cable connector for the camera, I might be able to post one up later tonight. =O The stuff inside my head is whirling around too fast in a dizzy mess, so I'm gonna stop here. Besides, I think you guys have had your dose of cryptic for today. ^_~ I'm gonna go find somone who will hug me. I think I am in great need of some huggling. ;;;; Did you know: The only continent without reptiles or snakes is Antartica. ....That was a duh fact right there. Right there!!! *points up* A "jiffy" is 1/100 of a second. And there you have it. ^_~

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Friday, February 4, 2005

Dancing in technicolor

Hmm. I think I will give the answer to the post below on Monday, to give more people a chance to respond. *encourages you* Let’s see. School. School is…school. The classes are interesting enough; though I seem to be the only one who volunteers anything in Biology, and one of a small small few who do so in English. Math. Ugh. A few of the bad things are we are starting from the extreme basics, and being in there almost hurts physically. He rambles and reiterates the same points over again (=X ), but he is nice, I guess, so it could be much worse. =) *cough*thenotepassinghelpsabit*cough* Aye, the girl in my class. She lent me a Misanthropik and a Lamb of God cd. (Ever hear of those bands?) May be good music on the way, soon. *nods* Anyways! Past weekend. At my aunt’s apartment in NY, I discovered a part of the series of movies having to do with The Pink Panther. And now I know the origin of Minkeys. And every time the detective chief giggled, I laughed hysterically because someone I know, their giggling sounds just like it! Honest to goodness! Aleia: OMG! XD *wipes tear* Ah, good stuff, good stuff. If I see any anywhere, I must acquire them. Speaking of acquiring and movies… Ever hear of this movie, called Young Frankenstein? I watched half of it quite a few years ago, and from what I remember, it was good. Shin and a few others really liked and recommended it, so why not? And this movie called Harold and Maude. I kinda laughed when I found it in the Cult section of the store, but yeah. I heard of it a long while back, and the story interested me. Ken liked it (I haven’t heard anything about it from other people), so I got that movie as well. Why not? *half grins* My aunt, she was with me in the store. She kinda made a face at the second movie, and warned me about my uncle. Bah. I’m not that stupid. I am patiently waiting for the day everyone is out at school/work/errands and I don’t have classes or homework. Yar. Heh, on the subject of my uncle… He woke me up this morning, angry about stuff. He thinks I don’t take school seriously. Aleia: 0.o!?!? He went on to say he came to this conclusion because he doesn’t see me studying all the time. He never sees me reading ahead in the books and whatever. Heh. I have already read most of my English book already; the stuff she assigns us to read, I’ve read it already. I just got my Bio book last night, and I am probably going to start on that this weekend, so yeah. Besides those two, I don’t feel like going very far ahead with math (I don’t have the book, and if I did, I really don’t think I could force myself. And I seem to know how to do most of what’s in there, anyways. u.u;;; ) And with computers, I don’t have the book yet. But whenever it finally gets itself here, I cant go ahead and do all the simple Word projects at home, because the teacher would get angry that I wasn’t doing anything in class, and would prolly end up doing all the projects twice or something. And he was angry at me being on the phone last night. *mutters explicit stuffs* I was caught. *shakes head and laughs* I mean, I wasn’t on the phone to rebel against him; I honestly thought he was asleep. I, ah, yeah. Ah well. *shrugs* Mhm. *grins* That only means I really have to get a job, to be out of the house more and appear productive. I talked to the dad of the girls I baby-sit, he works in the pet store in Newport Mall, and he told me about how if I put in a security guard application in the store, its almost guaranteed that I will be hired. So off I go, later today, to try my luck before my vanbus leaves for Bio. Ah hah, thinking about a job reminds me about how I had to make a doctors appointment about my girl stuffs. My period and stuff, the way it reacted towards the one pill I just started taking, the doctor was slightly alarmed and wanted me to come in either today or tomorrow. When I told my aunt about it, she asked me if I had enough money to pay, as it’s $75 for a visit. Aleia: =X Aye, gonna cancel the one for today, and ask my uncle if I can borrow money for it. I felt kinda hurt, that I am now expected to pay for this stuff myself, and I don’t even have a regular income. No, my unusual but recent influx of babysitting doesn’t count as a regular income. (Babysat Monday, Tuesday, and last night, for many many hours immediately after class.) A little over a year ago, January 29, of 04, stuff happend and I wrecked my car. T'was really scary. Yeah, a duh statement, but not every car wreck involves flight, concusions, and a trip in the ambulance over head-jarring bouncy backroads. With a stubborn silly old guy who was assigned to sticking peoples with IV needles, and really didnt know what he was doing, but like I said, stubborn. *half grins* Nah, not sad. Just....musing, conteplating. Ah. Mhm. Remember when I talked about how my checkbook was kinda thieved, and there was a check forged out that bounced and whatever? It was written out to Sears. When I explained what happened to the bank, they did stuff, so now I don’t have to pay them for a check that bounced twice and the amount of the check forged. It’s a great thing, don’t get me wrong. But, uh, I just got a letter that says I have 30 days to pay 80-90 something dollars. Apparently, the Sears store has a collection agency that really wants to get monies from me. I cant call them; I have to send stuff to them in writing or something. So. I’m taking the next bus south, changing names, all that good stuff. Anyone feel like coming? =P Nah, I just need to find a way to deal with this. But I am kinda nervous that I do have to somehow pay this one, as it’s a collection agency. Ack. Yeah. On with the parade. =) Did you know: A rainbow can only be seen in the morning or late afternoon. That makes perfect sense, actually. Angle of the sunlight and stuff. =D Your eye expands up to 45% when looking at something pleasing. Oh goodness, that could be taken to so many places that I’m not even gonna stop at. I’ll leave that up to you, as I encourage exercising imaginations. ^_~ But please, don’t hurt yourself or my O in the process. <.<;; Yar. Bio to do. How have you guys been? And don’t forget to take a shot at the post below. *wink wink, nudge nudge*

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Thursday, February 3, 2005

What is in a universe?

In light of the extreme babysitting I have been doing lately, strait after school (Ha, that explains tonight as well u.u ) I haven't really been on the internet. No, the few seconds it takes to send a few pm's really doesnt count. So, untill this weekend, I leave you with this. This is not a trick question. All the information you need is provided in the four sentences below. A woman, while at the funeral of her mother, met this guy whom she did not know. She thought the guy was amazing, her dream man! She fell in love with him instantly, but never asked for his phone number and could not find him after the funeral. A few days later she killed her sister. Question: What is her motive in killing her sister? Take wild guesses, if you dont know the answer. *grins* I have yet to find somone that answered this "correctly". Correct answer posted next time I can get online ^_~ Did you know: Beavers can hold their breath for 45 minutes.

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Monday, January 31, 2005

The sea inside

Ole with the ~ above the e! I still cant believe I went to sleep at 6am on the same morning I had a class that started at 10am. OMG I AM SO DEAD TIRED IN JUST ABOUT EVERY WAY POSSIBLE!111!!1!!11@#$$^&*^%$#@!$^*X_+;;;*falls over and dies* MINKEY! Now to start a post that has nothing to do with any of the mindless/insane rambling you had just witnessed. Mostly, anyways. Doot?. Yes! Thursday! Two English classes from 1-3, then a mad dash down three flights of stairs, across a wide (5 lane) busy intersection with a broken traffic light in an area where agressive drivers frequent (My mantra through all of the running and dodging is "Most vehicle drivers are aware it's illegal to run over people >.<;;;"), up 3 flights of steep dim narrow stairs in a building still under construction, down a long narrow dark hallway, and in a wee little student-overstuffed room that has planks and heavy plastic over the single "window". Ghetto all the way, yo! XD And in there is math class. ....Three hours of it. Be still, my beating heart. ;;; The teacher started the class out by jumping right into 60-odd something preview problems. It is then that Aleia learned she isn't (that) stupid. =X;;; I knew a little less than half the stuff he put up, there were quite a bit I had never really seen before/was never taught, and I knew a lot of the algebra he did. I can tell that all I really need is to be taught well the stuffs I dont know/was never shown before, so yeah. It can be done. =) One of the good things that came out of the class was the girl I was sitting next to, in the middle of class, her cd fell out of her cd player, and I saw it was a Deftones cd. We got to whispering and passing notes, and I think we might have stuff in common. *nods* Friday. Had to walk to school; decided to stop at the post office to mail a package. Got in 5 minutes afore they close at 5pm. Finally got everything through and over with in there. I knew I needed to rush out of there, as I was 4 blocks away from where the school vanbus picks and drops off, and it was going to leave in 7 minutes. I hurriedly pushed the door, to open and rush. It was locked. Of course. You saw that coming. I didnt. <.<;; Aleia was locked inside the post office. Along with other people, of course, but I dont think any of them were going to miss a vanbus on a schedual. Or a class. Finally got out, a few minutes later. *wipes sweatdrops* Caught the vanbus; bio from 6-9. At least every other night since I first came to NJ, I've heard these popping noises at night. Kinda late night, like anytime from 9ish and beyond. I always thought it was some fool kid(s) running around with some mild firecrackers, setting them off random places for kicks. It kinda made me nervouse, because there were plenty of times when they sounded near the house, and I wondered if anything would ever catch fire. Like my car, for a good example! Or the house. I like the house spark free. I hear spark free houses are all the rage, and you know how I am a trend follower like that. XD Heh. There were two other girls that ride the vanbus with me, and incidently are in the same bio class as me. I was telling them about that, and the one girl informed me those popping noises I hear arent firecrackers. Those noises come from guns. What I've been hearing are shootouts. And I had to walk home by myself that night, as I called the house to ask for a ride, and no one bothered to answer (I think they were mostly asleep by then) Yeah. Takes 45-55 minutes to get to the class, because of traffic, but it takes about 30 minutes to come back. Takes 20 minutes to walk from Journal Square to where I live, so yeah. So I think I know why I seem to have bad luck. It's cause all my good luck is out to keeping me bullet free and whatnot. >:) Aye. I'll try to update tomorow. Did you know: Blackboard chalk contains no chalk. And there you have it.

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Thursday, January 27, 2005

Waiting for my train to come

The sky last night was cloud free; the full moon even had the nerve to shine so pretty and bright. When I woke, so early in the morning, the sky was bright blue and clear; the sun was shining brillaint and blinding. No no, you dont understand. My blizzard never came. I was told somone ate it; but that cant quite be proven, you know? I bet my blizzard's timing sucks on schedual, like mine. It'll prolly come tommorow, just as I try to go to NY. XD But I dunno if a blizzard stop me this time. *half grins* *sighs* Ah well, I cant do very much about the English thing, you know? I tried googling the two stories online, the one had something to do with the author who wrote the book called "A House on Mango Street", which I read last summer, and the other name turned up nothing at all. I came home yesterday to find my American aunt brought a portable speakerbox type cd player/radio thingamajiger. She had to go get the kids soon after I came, so after a few seconds of looking over it, and making sure the house was people-clear, I sang and danced for two-ish hours strait. *does a dance* I feel so much better after that. =D *wishes the house was more people-free more of the time* I bough these really cute dressy pants November-ish, that were a few sizes too small for me. I tried them on last night... ...and they fit. o.o;;; For some reason, I cant get over that, cant believe it. I cant get it through my head. God help me, if it's gonna be like this for my math class as well, later today. >:) *cough* *runs away* Did you know: The first TV soap opera debuted in 1946. The first MTV video was "Video Killed The Radio Star", by the Buggles.

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Wednesday, January 26, 2005

My heart beats in unison to the ticking of the bomb

Currently stuck in the computer class. The first one I had, last Monday, the instructor was explaining to us what this large-ish machine sitting in front of each of us is (OMG!!111!! THOSE NEWFANGLED 'PUTERS!11! =O ), what the internet is, ect ect. Did a really simple word document lab, and today, we were assigned two of them, of the same type as Monday. Clipart, changing fonts, silly stuffs like that. *nods* So of course that would asplain why I am done really early. <.<;; Last night! I got to talk to somone that I hadn't talked to in a long long time! On the phone, no less! I, uh, became a bit more than concerned, when she had to go abruptly. I think the guy she is living with made her leave. u.u Oh yeah. Did I mention less than a minute after I first spoke to her, he said he wanted to speak to me, and speeched me a bit. *half grins* I was rather amused by things. *shakes head* Heh. Was hit on at the mall yesterday. ;;; *is still thinking about stuffs* Also yesterday. Two hours strait of English class. I think I am going to like that class, except for the fact that near the end of the year, we have to take a board examination. If we dont score a 7 or higher, we get an automatic F for the whole semester, and have to retake the whole course again. *isnt going to think that far ahead* The silly teacher assigned us stuff due tomorow, and I cant do any of it, becuase my uncle is a procrastinator at heart. Took me a whole week to get him to use his credit card to order my books (Heh, finally had it done just last week). But yeah. Aleia has no books, as of current. And I am lightly stressing over the stuff I cant do which will count for a grade and I wanna try to be a 4.0 student and- *passes out* lol, yeah, I know. I cant stress over what I dont have controle over. It isnt all anxiety (well, yeah, a little), but you prolly get what I mean. I am not quite how I just described, though I am like that in my mind at certain peaks. u.u I take solace in the fact it is supposed to blizzard again tonight, worse than before. >:) So! Maybe this blizzard can take out all of Thursdays classes (Two English and a math >.< ), and let me have Fridays (Bio at night), so I can take the train to go to NY after I get off the transport van. *grins* One can hope, one can hope... And again, yesterday! I finally got the Blood Brothers cd I had won from the radio station. ..A long long time ago. Ah well. *shrugs* *was too dead tired to listen to it last night* Oh, heh heh. I got out after class yesterday, and it was dark. So I called the house a few times for a ride back. Apparently, everyone lost the phone again, because no one answered. I called my uncle on his cellphone, and he hung up rather abruptly. When he called back a few minutes later, he told me I called just as he got pulled over by a Manhattan police officer, so yeah. I told him I was going to walk, because no one was answering the phone, and he sounded like it was a really silly thing to tell him about. I was rather startled at his careless easygoing reaction. "Aleia, it's not allowed for you to be out anytime in your locked car sitting in front of the house talking on your phone, but its perfectly ok for you to walk 15-ish blocks home in the dark, especially when one of my workers had just gotten mugged less than two blocks from here yesterday!" ...... u.u He is like that about other stuff as well, but yeah. That part of him is also what makes him scary; he can be unpredictable. Anyways.... I am really hungry but I dont have money. >.< Did you know: Emus and kangaroos cannot walk backwards. I miss the woods. ;_;

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Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Sometimes it isn't giving up; it means having enough sense to know just when to stop.

It was barely dusk when I was talking to my aunt in her bedroom, when my uncle came in and said one of his construction workers was mugged by four guys barely two blocks from the house. He was beaten to the ground, and refused to give them anything of his. Just as one of the guys took out a gun, a car passed by, witnessed the scene, and honked their horn. The guys ran off; the worker called the police, and stuff and stuff. The police officer told the worker his report will be one of a few hundred; these incidents have been happening very often in this particular area the past month. I am not allowed out if it is just starting to get dark or later, and I really dont mind this rule. I had planned to adhere to it, whether it was offical or not. Police came to one of the college buildings; apparently, somone had attempted to enter with no school ID, and on top of that, had a gun on them. *shakes head* It is now that I fully realize just how bad this neighborhood/Jersy City is. I figured people were fretting about stereotypes, projects always = drug dealings and shootings, blah blah blah. Yes, I see a lot of drug stuffs happening, and I do see a lot of people openly toting guns, but I figured I was fine if I didnt wander around the projects late at night, as that is when all the stuff happends, the time when the police and the ambulance always come. I figured I was pretty much safe if I walked to and from anywhere with some sense of awareness (Duh Aleia, dont walk near those groups of people screaming and fighting!) and kept to myself; dont bother anyone, and people will leave me alone. I want- no, I need to transfer to somewhere far away, after this semester. I know, just because it happends to other people isnt a garentee it will happen to me, but I- bleh. Just whatever. I have taken note in the past few months, my uncle rages at the drop of a hat. Seems to reach 7-8 on the rage scale in 2.5 seconds, more if his anger is actually justified. Eh. Tis why I avoid talking to him if it isnt extremly necessary. And I mean extremly. I rarely ever ask for money myself for extremely important things. I, ah, hmm..*mumbles* I dont know why I am rambling all this. This feeling I have inside, I dont quite know what it is. It's rather vague, so I cant really give it a proper name. Or anything near it, so I wont really try. Ah well. Did you know: There are 119 grooves on the edge of an American quarter. Dragonflies have 6 legs but cannot walk. I hate clowns. A lot. The sight of blood doesnt bother me one bit.

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Monday, January 24, 2005

Swordchucks, Yo!

First off, anyone who immitates or attempts to immitate Lil' John or however you spell his name needs smacked. *coughCharliecough* And my cousine. Gosh, that's terrible. Honest to goodness, that's enough to make you develope a twitch. Or drive you mad. Or something. Yar. If certain somones didnt frequently stalk my O so often, I think I could be a bit more...open with some things. But being so regardless would step on sensative feelings, so yeah. But I am comfortable 'bout most everything else, so --ack! *untangles her boot from wires under table* ....How'd that happen? o.o *thinks she mighta accidently did something to the computer next to her* *feigns innocence* ANYWAYS.... <.<;;; Today was the first day of classes! Today and Wednesday, I gots me a computer class, where me and half the class already know how to do more than half the things the teacher is going to teach us. I am just waiting till we get to the silly stuff like PowerPoint, which I dont have a clue (or much desire) to work. But oh well. Mhm, tomorow I have English, Wednesday computer class again, Thursday, English again, then an English workshop, and then...Basic Mathematics. w00t. *wrinkles nose* And on Friday, the biology class from 6-9 at night. Mhm. *nods* I am in a much better place, mindset wise, thanks to Ken. And Alan. Oy, and Sarah. Did I mention Charlie? The thing with me, when bad stuff happends one right after another in a constant steady stream, I find it hard to keep myself afloat. I dunno, I stumble, blah blah blah. All that other stuff. Like with that bank happening. All this time, I figured my silly self had lost my old checkbook, when really, somone theived it and is writing plenty rather large checks to an empty account that is linked to me. ;;; Oy. >.< Saturday night, it blizzarded 18-24 inches of snow. Which made trains stop running, prevented me from going to NY as planned, and stranded my poor Manhattan aunt here with everyone else as well. Oy. A friend of mine had text messaged me, so I went out to talk in the hallway that links the main front door to the downstairs appartment and to the upstairs appartment. It's rather cold in that hallway, as it is upstairs, because there isnt heat, but it is a whole lot better than outside. And its one of the rare places that I can get signals on my phone without going all outside. And it has plenty privacy, as long as no one in the living room is listening hard through the front door. =) But yes! I went out there to talk to them, and some other people. I stopped when my phone died, t'was prolly around 12:30ish am. By this time, I was freezing cold, and this old coat I had found really wasnt helping at all. I figured because I was cold and tired, best get to bed. I turned around to the downstairs front door, and turned the knob. It wouldnt budge. It was locked. Aleia: Damn. >.< Ooohh, it's rather amusing at times, how I get myself into situations. I find it mildly amusing a bit after things happen. Sometimes a long while after things are done and over with. I first figured to run outside and sneak in through a bedroom window. A quick glance outside ruled that out completely. The wind was blowing the snow so hard it was sideways, and the snow was rather deep at this point. I remembered my aunt telling me about a Christain Egyptian Jersey City family opened their door to somone who had rung their doorbell. All four family memebers, two parents, two kids, had their throats slit or something, rather quick. There's an alarming amount of the population that are blaming the incident on Muslims. So yeah. My uncle makes it a point to keep the windows and doors locked. And in the just in case, from a choice of being dry and freezing cold, to wet and freezing cold, dry is safer. And just feels better. ^_~ So no outside for Aleia. There would be no point in standing in the hallway, as there was at least half an inch of melted dirty snow. Sitting in such conditions would violate the "dry-and-freezing-cold is safer" rule. And violating other, uh, situations/things along the way. I knew no one would wake up untill 4-5 am at the earliest, so I had...quite a waite. Ringing the doorbell would have been suicide taken out of my hands. No thank you. The only logical move to make was upstairs. No 'lectricity meant I could only see from the light emmited from streetlights. I rumaged around the refinished-mostly-cleaned-up place, and found two very thin blankets. (Too bad it was mostly cleaned up; prior, there was all these blankets and an old mattress up there ;_;) But yeah. I went into a closet, and tried to go to sleep. Which was hard, because at times my violent shivering woke me up. =\ I made myself get up, when I started feeling funny. I had this bad feeling inside that going to sleep when I was this cold really wasnt a safe idea. *shakes head* So I stood up and did exercises that woulda been pretty embarassing had I not done them by myself. With no mirrors. In a dark room. ...What? I wanna make good use of my time. XD And I was kinda restless. And they needed to be done. *grins* So there I stood, staring out the window, doing my exercises, lost in thoughts and rather hypnotised by the racing swirling of the snow under the streetlights, when I vaguly became aware of a rymthmic scraping noise from outside. ....Somone shoveling! People awake! Morning! =O Just then I heard the front door open. Stuff and stuff, it was my conservative aunt, who when she sleeps over, sleeps in the girls room, where I happen to reside. She kept waking up to check on my bed, to...know when I go to sleep? Her and my uncle check up on me alot, I notice, and.. I dunno. I dont quite like it. u.u But anyways. Yeah. It was 4:30am, and she was pretty angry at me, said I should have rang the doorbell if I was locked out. My NY aunt was there, and she was more worried than anything. I tried to explain that I knew if I rang the doorbell, woke my uncle up, explained why and how I was locked out, I was prolly going to have some kind of beating waiting for me. So as opposed to that, I would rather much practically freeze to death. >:| I didnt care much how I worded things at this point; I was shivering violently, very weary, and I knew the conservative aunt was going to tell my uncle/her brother everything when he woke. So my silly thinking hadn't factored in that the conservative aunt might have figured I was gone, eventually found me and the whole situation, and only delayed the inevitable, making me go through both choices instead of just one. *smacks head* >.< But the NY aunt argufied a bit with the conservative aunt, and got her to say she wouldnt tell, only if she never catches me again talking in the hallway at night. *wrinkles her nose* Tis better than nothing, and I am really really thankfull for my American aunts, and the ending conclusion of this...erm...prediciment. *laughs and shakes head* Ahh. After I woke up, I had to shovel the whole front walk, and three strait hours of physical labor has rendered my whole self so incredibly sore. *wince* I never fully realized how much sidewalk he owns. And that there is a Jersy City law that you have to shovel the walk you "own", or there be a fine for you. o.o;; Anyways. Things are ok after all that...excitement. Yeah. Excitement. That's what I'll call it. ^_~ But what I wouldnt give for a back massage. Mhm. Any bidders? =) Did you know: The largest pumkin ever grown weighed 1,061 pounds. That's actually rather interesting because... Eh, you are going to laugh when I say this, but ever since I was 10-ish, I have always wanted to grow the biggest pumkin ever. Unfortunatly, when I was able to come across any pumkin seeds, my first attempt was during a drought, the second was during the summer with the scorching sun (plant leaves burned, our skin burned), and deer kept coming to eat/mess any success I squeezed out. Someday, someday, I will grow a gigantuan one. One so big I can cut a door out and go inside. And I will do so! ...And then I wont have an ambition anymore. Oh so sad! What will I do with my life then? Hmm.... The US is the largest country named after a real person (Amerigo Vespucci)

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Thursday, January 20, 2005

........And then there's you.

When I think about me and antisocial, I tend to think of it as taking a rather large ticking explosive device from the middle of a crowd and putting it somewheres safe, like in the middle of a desert barren of any life. Happy Eid to all who celibrate it and to those who don't.

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005

The clincher comes last.

Even though I hadn't had a bank account since September, when I paid off all dues and cleared what little I had left out, the bank I dealt with called my mom and said I overdrew $25 dollars. I honestly dont know how they can claim that, as I hadnt written a check since July, and- *colapses*

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