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Wednesday, April 30, 2003 |
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I just read a very interesting Chain letter which I felt I needed to post. It really shows an interesting perspective on things and how you really can't judge a book by its cover. Don't read ahead or you'll miss the point. This is something that really needs be commented on, so don't be afraid to post first.
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If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?
Read the next question before looking at the answer for this one.
Question 2:
It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts.
Here are the facts about the three leading candidates.
Candidate A -
Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologists. He's had two Mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.
Candidate B -
He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.
Candidate C -
He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.
Which of these candidates would be your choice? Decide first, no peeking, then scroll down for the answer.
Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt.
Candidate B is Winston Churchill.
Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.
And, by the way, the answer to the abortion question: If you said yes, you just killed Beethoven.
posted by
that girl at 8:04:00 p.m.
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Friday, April 25, 2003 |
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"You can't see it therefore it must exist"
Came up with this little number in math today
ILifeI= IDeathI
Translation -> Absolute life = Absolute death
Kinda how I'm feeling right now. Know how I stated I bombed a chem test? Well I did even worse that I thought I did. Thought I'd at least get a 60 somthing. Fuck I'm really losing it. I can't even figure out why. What's so different now than last year? Sure, I'm turned mindless and braindead from the yearbook, I don't have time to study and I rarely do my homework on my own....but the only thing that's new is the yearbook. It's all the same as before. If there weren't a yearbook then I would just be wasting more time doing nothing. At least I get something accomplished this way.
God, this year seems to be an endless dissapointment.
A whole fucking $2,000 from the University I really wanted to go to, oooh, aaah, not even renewable. FUCK!
And then the runner up gives me the money. Yay. that's where I'm going I guess, can't afford anything else. Then I gave the Scholarship letter to the guidance counsilor ( as we're supposed to) and she put my name and the amount of money on a piece of paper, as she does for everyone, and I was walking thru the hallway later. And I saw it. And my name was spelt wrong. That little piece of glory, all that I had going for me. And they screwed it over. I hate this place, and I hate the people ( except for my select group of friends) and I wish I wasn't here. Crappy place with nothing to do. A place to break the dreams and aspirations of little girls as they're sucked into the living death of The Real World that they've been toaught to fear but never believed truly existed. Shattered dreams of love, broken hopes of greatness, crushed potential for accomplishing amazing things. And now I'm forced to realise that everything I've worked towards all my years was a wasted effort. I'll end up a grocer and never accomplish anything. I'm smart, but not smart enough. I'm ok looking, but not good enough. I'm strong, but not awsomenly so. I can act, but I can't sing.
I'm nothing special. Just another sheep in the crowd, and I'll have to live with that for ever.
And the worst part is that I'll never be loved.
Edit: And if it just doesn't take the cake, I just found out that Jenny and Ben broke up. I am so upset right now. They had a good thing going for them....love is such a treachory.
posted by
that girl at 6:23:00 p.m.
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Tuesday, April 22, 2003 |
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"The roof is on fire but we don't need no water let the mother fucker burn, burn mother fucker, burn !"
No this does no mean my roof is on fire. Thankfully. The fire department reached it before it spread. I am glad. Although I did have everything that mattered pack into my backpack. It's interesting in the long run to realise just what is important to you. For example I wasn't concerned about my cd player, my clothes, my tv, my computer etc. My pack comtained my photo albums, diaries, Junk folders ( junk being poetry, short stories etc) and stuff like that. Also my stuffed animals were a concern -particularly good old Puppy. I find it interesting that that is the stuff I would chose. the memories. not the money. good for me I say.
Well yesterday was pretty interesting, 5 teens squashed on a bed fighting for "wall-space" while watching mmovies. Decent way to spend the day. Although I would have likked to have gone shopping. Fer sure. Spend what little money I have left. oh well.
Anyway, I am in a pretty fucked up mood. Not too sure why, guess I'll just have to deal with it. ALl i want to do is go outside and break things. Hit stuff w/ a baseball bat, punch trees. Carve pictures into my leg w/ a knife. Augh. It's all i can think about. I just want distruction and chaos and pain. I'm sure that's healthy, but I imagine I'll get over it soon. These things don't usually last a terribly long time. Well, enough doom and gloom for one day, I'm gonna go now and try not to destroy anything valuable.
posted by
that girl at 10:01:00 a.m.
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Sunday, April 20, 2003 |
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"A drunk just insulted you"
Easter. Oh joy. A time when I stuff myself so full of chocolate that I bloat. When simple girls and boys become even moe acne infested than they were. When troubles abound and candy is stolen. Ah yes. Well, Nothing to do today 'cept sit around and learn some more webpage stuff. Oh, and notice the wacky and wonderful Ginny in the corner. If you know how to move her closer to the actual weblog here, please tell me cuz I can't figure it out. Right now I'm using < float >tags but I think I'm missing something. If you know what that something is, plz post it in the comments.
I downloaded Flash MX yesterday. And then I played w/ it for 4 hours. Quite amusing to watch a little ball go bouncing around, get pushed w/ a spring, splat, and remould grom it's goo. Then get crushed by the THE END curtain. I dunno - it's simplistic but fun!
Maybe I'll upload it when I fugure out how.
I guess that's pretty well it. I don't have too much to say, so without further adieu, I leave you now.
Edit Where the fuck did the comments go?
Edit ah, peace is restored
posted by
that girl at 9:32:00 a.m.
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Thursday, April 17, 2003 |
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Take it like a manAaiieeeeGACK!"
Word of day: ughablogpthackabob.
No, you will not find this in the dictionary, it's mine. And it's exactly how I feel. Ugh'y. (yeah, I'm articulate eh?). I guess I"m in a really rotten mood. Mostly due to yearbook and lack of male companionship...well, companionship I've got, just nothing else. I guess it's springtime right? Love isin the air and all that crap. Love, yeah right, there is no such thing, lust, obsession and friendship yes, but not true love. Ok, that's enough complaining.
English poetry assignment comming up. I want to present one of my own poems, but I don't know which one and I don't want people to know anything about my insecurities (*ponders why she posts them on the web*). The problem is I don't know which one. I'm thinking of revising The Dance" but I don't know. Do I really want people to cretique it Cuz they wont be nice about it, what with me not planning to say I wrote it. I'll leave the author Unknown. I don't know what I should do.
New link. Nate recently made up a page. Visit him at Nezen.com
that's all folks
posted by
that girl at 5:11:00 p.m.
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Wednesday, April 02, 2003 |
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"there's nothing sadder than the cry of an unmilked clam"
And the index page is relocated although I'm leaving the rest of it on angelfire, basically all I've done is make it easier to type the name ito the bar.
Well, I'm having a good week. After Thursday's totally hyper fun dance, I've been in a good mood (except for this strange underlyng depression that haunts me in my sleep...) . Monday and Tuesday school was cancelled due to floods and bridges caving in all over. toda, sadly, there was school, but my badminton teaM CAME IN SECOND OVERALL IN THE TOURNEMENT and we're advancing to regionals. sweet eh? I actually get to advance for once, and it's my last year. I won all m games totally except for one...which i totally lost. scores as follows
21:1
21:1
21:0
21:0
21:7
1:21
not too shabby eh? funny that our team came in second and everyone of us beat the team that came in first. Oh well, not compianing.
I guess tha's it.
Edit Sainte Anne's Universiy has offered me $5,000 / year of scholarships!!!! GOY8€F21!!! YEAH!!!!!
definately having a good week
posted by
that girl at 7:22:00 p.m.
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