Sunday, January 29, 2006

   So... tired...
I have to find 2 research sources for a history project. I've found one, just need to write up a paraphrase of it... Actually, I just found them... So yeah.. the paraphrasing can wait, I think.

Yesterday I went and got a haircut. So my hair used to be about down past my shoulders, but now it's about to my chin, a little below, a little above.

I have some photo's online, but they're a bit big..

http://www.home.earthlink.net/~maijam/images/

007 is my brother's eye... weird.
013 vivi's wrist for some reason.
021 is a view from one of my windows.
023... my desk, wall, and perpetual mess.
24, I'm guessing: the other side of my room.
Happy Jumper: a baby picture of me!

Unfotunatly there aren't any really recent pictures of me. They're all on my mom's compy, which I can't seem to get onto at the moment. At all really.

Yesterday I went to the Snowball, it was really neat, although I didn't have a date. Everyone said something along the lines of, "Holy crap! You cut your hair!" Although one person thought I was wearing a wig. And another didn't recognize me until I said hi.

And that's about it. Today I just woke up at noon, and watched Dr. Strangelove. That was funny though... Very funny indeed.

Toodles.
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Friday, January 27, 2006

...and then I died. I got better though.
w00t! I'm getting a haircut tomorrow. It's the kind that's shorter in the back than it is in the front... great description I know... but I dunno how else to describe it.

And today, I learned something interesting about me. Most of my stories end with "...and then I died. I got better though." 'cause I was telling this story to Vivi (her name on here is vandae, i keep changing my reference to her) about "I was listening to this really sad song yesterday, Call Me Call Me, and then I died.. Um.. I got better though." And then Audrey said that I should be called Jesus now. But that's what the voices in my head were calling me a while ago.. so no calling me Jesus, despite how many times I have died and gotten better.

And, I heard that if you eat something really hot and drink soda your mouth gets burn even more. "It's like happy suicide. Only you're still alive. And it's less emo." So said Arjuna, the table guru of all thing spicy. I still have to try that though. Knowing me I'm going to some time.

And er... I have this large blank spot on one of my walls, and am trying to find a picture to go there... any suggestions are welcome.
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Wednesday, January 25, 2006

weirdness abound...
Ok. Today I was awake. Which is bound to be weird. And I have a sweater that smells like my aunt, and I dunno if that's good or bad. It's interesting really.

Anyway... today I had art and a friend of mine was saying that nobody was talking, so another friend, more like a very hyper aquaintence, said she should, "talk to her imaginary friends," and by some weird reasoning I happed to be my friend's imaginary friend who knows too much. Yeah... sure... so anyway. I'm somebody's imaginary friend. And it makes an eerie sense if you think about it.

Also when I was walking out of school, I said I taste like insanity... people can taste like concepts, its true. And smell like colors. My friend, Vandae, smells like purple, or maybe maroon. I smell like green apparently. And my dad had a car that smelled like black, black doesn't smell that good. Neither do most shades of purple. That sweater I got smells like olive green, maybe with a bit of light brown. Smells and colors have an interesting correspondence to eachother.

And after school, I had to go to V.'s house to work on our science fair essay due the day after tomorrow. She's a sort of defeatist when it comes to computers. The mouse stopped working, so she started complaining about how she couldn't save or anything. Which is kind of irksome because she'd been out some appointment while I stayed at her house and "worked."

Work in this case involves ranting for one page on a very breif history of stupidity, then skipping off to play computer games.

Today it was snowing. Snow makes me happy. Especially when it's large clumps of sticky snow. It just makes me really happy to watch the snow fall from this one window in my room. But then I looked outside again and it stopped snowing... that made me sad.

It seems to be getting harder and harder to get good clothes. Especially when one's sensibility is disproportional to their age, location, size, or gender. My mom took me clothes shopping and everything is so slutty.

I don't see why people try to blame someone else for their problems. If everyone just tried to get a grip on their own problems the world would be a happier place. But nooo. People have to go blaming someone else.

Toodles.
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Monday, January 23, 2006

Snow, cards, and a really weird roadkill.
On saturday I saw this really weird thing. My mom and i were driving down 495 or something, and there was this car one lane left and a little ahead, when all a sudden this hawk thing, its dead, flies off the other car at this really weird angle, like they threw it out of the car. It was quite bizarre, mostly because it had most all of it's feathers, there was no visible impact on the car, and the car had the windows closed. So yeah. Weird eerie occurence.

And then on sunday i went skiing. Up in maine. For $12. It was ski for your age day at Sunday River, and I got to keep the extra change. It was only 2 dollars, but now they're my $2. And I played cards with my aunt.

Today at school they let us out 20 minutes early. And nobody was sure if they'd told our parents or not. And then I got to go home kind of early and the door was broken. So my mom had to help me unlock it and open it without using the handle. Anyway. I watched Paranoia Agent.

My speaker just started spazzing. I have this really old pair of crappy speakers that I just attach my iPod to to listen to lots of different music, and one just started making these weird airy noises.

Anyway. I think I have this absolutely huge amount of homework I'd just forgotten. Toodles.

P.S. I play Kingdom of Loathing and I just ascended.
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Saturday, January 21, 2006

23's have been everywhere this evening...
The day before yesterday, I had to do math homework for a half an hour, but i had a sort of cold and a headache, so I just made some tea and went to sleep, and when I dreamed, I dreamed of a really long, but simple math problem. And the whole dream was solving the problem. It was kind of strange, because when my mom woke me up, I went back to sleep to check my answer. Even my dreams a geeky.

Anway, yesterday I dreamed that I was supposed to be solving this murder thing, and it was really hard. Mostly people were just talking, and I asked them if they had any information, but no one did. And then at the end somebody just told me who it was. And then my mom woke me up again (this is because I'm at odds with my broken alarm clock) I think I sat right up and said "i've got it!"

Yeah... weird...

But anyway, today I brought my camera to school, and it's so slow, it gives people a chance to run away while it's turning on.

And this morning, before school started, I was talking to this kid and we decided to stare at the custodian's closet for no apparent reason. It was like art. It makes no sense, but if you look at it long enough it seems sofisitcated. Not really, but why not?

And then in math we did this sudoku relay thing. And i just learned that it's very awkward to be a team captain, because I really don't care that much. Apathy and leadership don't mix well. Anyway, I just chose whoever happened to shout "pick me" the loudest and handed the rest of the people picking to him. T'were fun, but half the time I was explaining how I got my answer. Logic is fun, it's real life application is mostly ingrained in common sense though.

And, around 6-ish my mom, brother, and i went to see walk the line, it was at this really nice theater that isn't resorting to highway robbery to pay for it's films. My brother was really bored by the end. I liked it though.

And er... that's it. I'm just posting this after midnight 'cause I'm up anyway. Numbers is a good show, it's friday, why not stay up? 23's? They show up before good luck, and when i looked at the clock for the first time since I got home it said 5:23, our food at the theater was ready at 7:23, my science teacher used a form of "weigh" 23 times on a paper, five times in on sentence.
Spooky no?
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Wednesday, January 18, 2006

why suicide by sledding, why?
Yesterday I had to read Ethan Frome, which is the dullest not completely inane book. Probably because someone told me how they try to commit suicide by sledding into a tree. Which is stupid anyway, but the entire book I'm thinking "commit suicide already!" anyway, it was really stupid and everyone hated the book anyway, I don't see why we had to read something like that.

Today I didn't do all that much. I read a bit further in A Clockwork Orange. And I got the advice that I should dye my hair, something i've been trying to do for a while now. Also my mom thinks I should get a haircut..

Oh yeah, yesterday I decided I'd go to the Snowball, which is our highschool's big dance thing. I'd need a dress and shoes though. And probably to dye or at least cut my hair.

And er... that's about it. I wore a trenchcoat to school today, that was fun, because it ws raining. That's the one thing I like about the rain. Even though the coat is too long, it was my moms. But now it's mine.
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Sunday, January 15, 2006

Boredom...
Today, after posting before, my brother went to some inane movie, and I was bored, so I watched a bit of twin peaks, very random, I only watched episodes 2 and 3 becuase I'd only thought of that a bit late. Anway, the dream bit was neat, but really freaky at first. And it was cool how they did the strange talking for it.. very neat indeed. So is the thing that sharpens the saw mill blades in the opening. Er... sorry if I'm rambling on and you never watched. And I haven't seen to the end, so don't tell me who killed laura palmer.
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Today has been a relatively quiet day, in that I haven't really done anything of note, i.e. leaving the house for any reason. Ok, so not entirely quiet, my dad got mad at me for "wasting food" when it was my brother's uneaten food. And he didn't believe me for a while, because apparently if there's something wrong, its my fault first off, then somebody elses.

I hate it when people who tell you to be mature act incredibly immature. Like when I said I'd gone to a party at a "far away-ish place" when I was a lot younger, which turned out to be in town, my aunt started mocking me and saying "Oh yeah, that's REALLY far away, we have to leave the house three whole minutes before hand to get there." I felt like punching her. Mostly because this isn't the first time she's done something like that either.

And my brother had a friend over today *shudder* he comes over all the time, and it's rather annoying because he's the kind of kid that would strangle someone while playing. Not that he's homicidal, it's that he doesn't really understand ettiqutte, like not going into your friend's older sister's room, not bringing food all over the house, and not hurting one's friends.

Toodloo toodlay.
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Saturday, January 14, 2006

Yellow is painful
Today I went to try out my paintball marker, but it was at this indoor place with a bunch of people who knew each other, and were all really good. That was scary...

Anyway, since I've been talking about dreams lately, I must tell of this last one. Before going to sleep I'd been reading A Clockwork Orange, if this clears things up a bit. Anywho, I was running around with this other person, I still don't know who they are, and we were killing these people who were throwing axes at us. I had a scythe. Then we went somewhere else in this completely magical car, no matter how far west we went, yes, I randomly knew it was west, we'd end up going in a different direction. Eventually after scything several people, and meeting up with (and losing) an armed mob. Me and this other person went to this house where we tied two people to armchairs in the foyer, don't ask me why there were armchairs in the foyer, I don't even know what a foyer is exactly, all I know is there were armchairs there, we tied someone up to this pulley and then decided to set the house on fire. But when we went outside to buy sparklers at a place called "Tomato" (according to one of the guys in an armchair) we encountered that irksome mob again... And while trying to prove we were playing I saw the person that'd been attached to the rope on the pulley walking around, so I put her back on the pulley and started pulling her up and down on it. Then I woke up.

Weird and disturbed, no? Anyway, I think it was based off my reading sort of. And I cleaned up a part of my room a bit... still haven't charged the batteries for my camera though, becuase the charger is downstairs, and downstairs is really far away.
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Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Being shot in dreams feels funny.
Last night, when I was dreaming, I got shot for no apparent reason. I dunno if that's better or worse than being eaten, or going off a cliff in a car.. Lately I've been none too happy about going to sleep. It's scary to die in a dream, the worst of all was when I was killed by a bomb that fell from the sky. Anywho... I guess I should probably sleep, I can't stay awake all night.

But anyway, the meet thing went well, I completely bombed the section on set theory somehow, I just didn't really understand the symbols. But I did well at the team round though.

And I got to have a snowball fight with some people after we got back to school...

Um... as far as everything, I think that's it. Oh yeah, I keep losing time. I hate when that happens.
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