Sunday, December 26, 2004

"Put Ms. Cutwater back in the bowl!"

Christmas happenned. It was crazy. And fun. One of my favourite parts of christmas day? Talking to Nathan and Jonah. Wow, I didn't realize just how much i hate not seeing you guys. A year is too long, I guess i just have to deal with it.

My life is boring, so I don't know what to write. I went shopping for the second time in as many days today. Yesterday I saw Ocean's 12 with Lucy. It was really great to see her again. I miss her being just a short walk away. At least she's just a short phone call away. That's good.

Ocean's 12 was good. I liked it. I love it when Matt Damon's mom had to bail them out once. It was awesome. The ending was sorta annoying. But I'll stop talking now, for all you guys who haven't seen it yet.

I got some good stuff today too. Buttons from bluenotes ("boys are stupid. throw rocks at them"), a cool argyle wristband from Claire's, sweatshirt form Americn Eagle. Can I say I love American Eagle? Okay. I LOVE AMERICAN EAGLE! whoops. A bit louder than I mean it to be.

The good news? still quite a few days till school starts. The bad news? still quite a few days until school starts. I miss everyone... okay, ill stop whining. Being whiny again. I'll shut up now.

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Friday, December 17, 2004

:D

For the first time in a long time, I feel great. Perfectly and completely.

School was amazing today. The best. During lunch today, I felt great. Happy. Completely. I felt great in my own skin. It... it... was amazing.

And yes, it's all because of you guys who were hainging out with em at lunch, particuarly 3 people (you know who you are) i don't want to name names right now not until i know some things for certain. Good stuff happenned today. I hope it turns out the way i want it to. [STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT AVERY!]

While I was at Hunlteigh today with Avery, and Anna said: "There's something fuzzy growing off you." The tinsel from Josh! (He gave me some tinsel at lunch). It was still on my lanyard, still is now. I will treasure it always, ;)

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

"I don't want to fall to pieces, I just want to sit and stare at you... 'Cause I'm in love with you..."

Ok, so you can all stop repeating yourselves now.

About the Josh thing. If I had a dollar for everytime someone has told me and/or Josh that we would makea cute couple, I would filthy stinkin' rich. Seriously.

Okay, so Josh and I are in the middle of "The Josh and Evie Show" post. He saw the other show I did, and he really wanted to do one too. So that'll be up at some point.

Yeah, life is interesting... I dunno. Anyway, I felt like posting to hear comments, mostly, but yeah, there ya go.

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Sunday, December 12, 2004

"I'm dreaming of a white chritmas..."

I'm currently looking out the window into my backyard and all I see is white. There is snow on EVERYTHING.

Yeah. And it's PERFECT snowball snow. FOUR snowball fights. (OMG Avery! perfect! You feel for it!!!) Yeah, I ended up outside in the snow wearing only a tank top and jeans and mittens. Yes I'll give you your clothes back soon Avery ;P (For the record, that is WAY less sick-minded than it sounds)

Ah, snow. It covers everything, every imperfection. But underneath, you never know what's going on.

I saw Chelsea today, at a carol service at a church near us. Wow did that bring back memories. Not great ones either. Funny how the best of friends can become worst enemies, isn't it? Notice my lack of laughing.

To all my friends to whom I've promised something important lately: I'm working on it. It's hard. It really is. If at first I don't succeed, please dont be mad at me. It'll make me feel worse (this I learn from experience). I'm working on it. Please, please don't be mad at me. Okay?

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Thursday, December 09, 2004

"It's a nice day, when you wake up in Disneyland..."

Wow... Never when i entered high school did i think that i was ACTUALLY going to have to deal with all that hard stuff. What a sheltered life I led at Hopewell.

Okay, not to be self centered or anything, or boohoo me, my life is kinda sucky right now. Well, it shouldnt be, i mean, im not starving in Africa, i have great parents and friends, im not being bullied... I don't know what's wrong! My life is great.

*sigh* too bad i dont live in Disneyland...

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Monday, December 06, 2004

Dying

I feel like writing this song, so if you dont want to read it dont. But I need to write it. A lot of it mirrors my life *sigh*(Enjoy, Avery)...

"I'm dyin'... Dyin' to wake up without you... without you in my head again...
Dyin'... Dyin to forget about you... that you ever lived and...
Shake him over this part that is copin' with... Layin down to rest...
I'm dying to live without you again...

I'm dyin'... dyin' to find a distraction... Get you away form me...
Dyin'... Dyin to reach a conclusion... So that the world can see it's the
Same old story of... love and and glory that broke before it bend...
I'm dyin... to live without you again

the first time you left, I said goodbye...
And now there's not a breath that can survive...

Dyin... Dyin to die just to come back... so we can meet again...
Dyin'... dyin to say what I always, always shoulda said, it's a
strange emotion this, but there's still hope in this as,
long as there's a breath...
I'm dyin and I cant live without you again.

It's a strange emotion this but, there's still hope in this as
long as thee's a breath...

I'm dyin and I can't live wihout you...

I'm dyin and I can't live without you again...

The Kirsten, Evie and Eva show

Hello viewers. In an attempt to be cooler, I am ripping off Aching Sushi with Eva and Kirsten during our highly dull geography class!

This is your host, Evie The Great. with me in the library on the computers are Eva and Kirsten, who are equally bored. Hey guys, is there anything you want to say to get started.

Kirsten: Bon-jour toute le monde! Je veute vouze parlez de mon amour, Damien...

Evie: Wrong language Kirsten. Switch your language. That and learn to spell.

Eva: Awesome

Kirsten:Whoops. Sorry. Damien is hot!

Evie: Anything you'd like to say Eva?

Eva: Awesome.

Evie: Okay. Great. Umm... How 'bout we ban Damien from the conversation and force Eva to say something other than 'Awesome'?

Kirsten: Noooooooooooo!!!!!!

Eva: Awesome.

Kirsten: Damien! Damien! HA! You fail. What are you going to do about it??

Evie: Viewers, excuse me for a moment *Drags Kirsten off camera and we hear a dull thud*. *Calls to Eva from off camera* Hey, cover for me Eva!

Eva: Ph33r me.

Evie *from off camera*:Don't scare, kill or maim the viewers, Eva.

Eva: *mutters to herself about injustice*

*Kirsten wanders back on set*

Kirsten: *in a robotic monotone* Damien is evil. He is ugly. I hate him.

Eva: *to Evie as she casually strolls back into view* Oh my God Evie, what did you do to Kirsten??

Evie: Nothing... *Drops Hypnosis for Dummies on the ground* Oops! That's not mine...

Kirsten: I hate Damien.

Eva: Kirsten? Are you okay?

Kirsten: Damien hate I. Hate I Damien.

Evie: Uh oh...

Eva: That's doesn't sound good...

Evie: It isn't. I think her brain is fried.

Eva: Awesome. But we have to fix it.

Evie: *sighs* Fine. *pulls out How to Unhypnotize Your Brain-Fried Friends: The Pocket Edition and begins reading it* Kirsten, wake up *snaps fingers*

Kirsten: *starts high-pitched whining*

Eva: what's that?

Evie: She's making up for all the "Damien is hot's that she could have said during that time. She'll fix it in a moment

Kirsten: Austrians are commmunists!!

Evie: See? she's fine now.

Eva: OMG! *As ceiling falls i*

Kirsten: Oh no! It's the evil Boylie monster! Come to ruin our blogger fun!

Evil Boylie monster: Zut Alors! Ca ce n'ai pas hyper-beau! C'est hyper-enervant!

Eva: Oh No! WHat will we do!

Kirsten: One second! I'll be right back! *whips out cell phone* I need the Canadian Pentagon. What do you mean we don't have one???? How are we supposed to defend ourselves???? With WHAT?? With our secret evil Moose brigade?? HEY! You can't force beavers into the military! That's unconstitutional! *Hangs up cell phone* Okay guys, confuse her for a minute while I go and raise an angry mob! *Runs off*

Evie: Umm... What the &!$@ are we going to do?

Eva: *whips out Jake's TV controling watch* Quick Evie! Grab some TVs and Boring geography movies! *Evie surrounds The Evil Boylie monster with TVs*

Eva commences turning the TVs on and off and turning up the volume. The Evil Boylie monster runs around trying to fix them all at once. A giant missile flies in the window at the Evil Boylie monster.

*BOOM!*

Boylie monster lays in peices all over the place. Kirsten runs in.

Eva: Oh my God Kirsten! That was awesome!

Evie: I thought you were going to raise an angry mob.

Kirsten: I was going to, but I figured out that hijacking the US's ballistic missile defense program was much easier. I just fixed it so it blows up stuff on Earth.

Eva: Awesome.

Kirsten: Ballistic missile defense is le shit.

Evie: Is that all you blew up?

Kirsten: Well...

*NEWSFLASH*

Random anchor man: We interrupt this program to bring you this breaking story: The President of the United States, George Bush has been Bush-whacked. He was killed by his own Missile defense program. Details to follow.

*END NEWSFLASH*

Evie: Kirsten...

Kirsten: I couldn't resist... He looks like a monkey.

Evie: Good point.

Eva: AWESOME!

Evie: Well folks, that's all the time we have. Until the next work period, this is the Kirsten, Evie and Eva show.

Eva: Check out my blog!

Kirsten: Damien is hot!

*Sirens blare outside*

Kirsten: gotta go! bye!

Evie: So long and thanks for the fish!

Sunday, December 05, 2004

Violently Purple

I had forgotten how much fun Avery and I have sometimes. Needs to be more often.

On Friday night, to evade the Sister's Eleventh Birthday Party Of Doom, I went with Avery to the Corpus Christie School Dance (she used to go there). We helped the DJ service sell glow products. They had nifty crosses that flashed different coloured lights. Avery and I each got one. They have batteries so they last forever *evil grin*.

I then slept over at Avery's house, as Eleanor's party went all night. Then we went to Huntleigh in the morning while eating cake and becoming addicted to Five for Fighting. Their songs are seriously the story of my life lately. (lol, Ave, "Yes I want and Angel!!")

I rode Thing Two, then Avery rode Thing One (read: Kate and King). We seriously were separated at birth Avery...

We also named Patrick's horse that he has on trial for him. The horse seemed to like Lord of the Rings names, so we named him Pippin, and Pat said, "Sure, show name: Peregrin Took". *rolls eyes* Well, at least we talked him away from Killer and Mangle and Spots (the thing has no spots at all. Its completely brown). For the time being, he is Big Max, so we can tell him from the first Max.

Okay, that was my pointless Huntleigh update.

Oh ya! And we enterained some random lady aty Horseworld. Apparently we are hilarious. (VIOLENTLY PURPLE!). And thanks for my Lanyard, Ave.

Okay. Must go breifly to Avery's house before Ellie's family birthday party.

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

I have snow down my shirt...

Whee. The snow has come. It is settling in for the season. I dont like snow. Its cold. Especially when it's down my shirt.

Things have been happenning. I don't feel like putting them here, if you want to know, ask me. may I say, I know I LOOK better, but i dont FEEL it. Sorry. I'm trying. It'll come... I hope somtime this century, because this sucks.

It's no one's fault, so don't blame yourself (you know who you are). It's me.

There have been some... things being said about a certain person who I know who apparently likes me. I somehow doubt it. (I will believe you Avery, if you get proof!). Very unlikely.

Too bad. He's a nice guy. If he doesn't that would rock. But as I said, unlikely. Right now I'm not even letting myself think about it. It will only depress me further if things don't turn out the way I'm hoping for. Ah well.

STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT AVERY! You know what I'm talking about. Stop.

Bush was here. Caused much annoyance and cinfusion. Lots of cool prtests too. Lots of people from my school skipped to protest. The protests moved around all over the place, which made it more confusing for police. This meant lots of road closures. Fab.

Friday is the eleven year old's Birthday Party Of Doom. Yay for being stolen by Avery to chaperone the Corpus Chrisite dance! Where there will be, yes, eleven year olds... I can't seem to escape them.

Here is my wise thought of the Day: Angels never come for free.

Also: Hugs are good. I like hugs. I'm taking as many as I can get. If you live near me, come and randomly hug me. It'll be much appreciated.

"It's so much trouble over such a little man."

Friday, November 26, 2004

Hey, dont blame me, lack of titles run in my family...

So much craziness.

I have been SO stressed lately, which has led to me being very down, which sucks. Other things have brought me here too.

I feel wierd. So much stuff is happenning,but i dont know what the suff is. That, i dont really care about. But there's one person (you know who you are, i wont name names) that is wish would let me in. Please, realize I am ALWAYS here for you, to help you. And that's what I want to. Please dont think I'm mad for you not telling others' secrets. I dont want you to do that. I would just like to be let into you, so i can help. Life gets crazy. Stuff happens. But friends are there to help you through it, and i am always here. You just need to pick up the phone. Or stop by. Or write a letter, damnit, whatever works best for you. I want to help. I want to be there for you. But i need a little bit of help. Please. I dont care if you are unsure of what's going on. I dont ave to KNOW stuff for sure. I justwant you to be able to cry on my shoulder if need be, or become exasperated at me. Anything. Anything. Ok?

*sigh* Life is a soap opera. Especially high school life. Especially-especially mine. I need a break, but mst of all i need... whatever it is that feels missing from me. I feel somewhat empty, something is missing. I dont know what it is. I dont know if I want to know. I probably cant get it anyway.

I'm rambling. Sorry. Go back to your regualrly scheduled lives.

Person to whom i was speaking above: No, I'm not mad. Not at all. Not even frusterated. Just... hoping you know all of the above.

And Ashley: FIX YOUR COMP! please.

"Cindy quick! Grab his electron!"

Monday, November 15, 2004

Canada's Next Top Evelyn

Wow. Wierd. I'm going to modeling camp.

Not joke. 3-Day thing. In July or August (I get to pick). Learn to put on make-up, etc. And walk. Fashion show at the end.

Wierd. I am so not the type. I dunno. I guess I'll go back to school and be fabulous, dahling. Not quite sure what to make of this. It sounds like fun, but it would probably be wasted on me, as I'll never be a model. Hello people, it's me.

So, Annie, Mia, Louise: we will have a reunion party if its the last thing I do! [details to follow]

Yes, I realize this is the second time I've posted today, but I felt the need to post again.

"Cindy quick! Grab his electron!"

Right now I'm fourteen years, 1 hour, 18 minutes and 3 seconds old. 4seconds... 5 seconds... 6 seconds... 7 seconds... 8 seconds...

Yay fourteen! SO finished with being 13. You have all heard that rant :P

This is one of my best birthdays. It was party all weekend. Friday night, Saturday night, Sunday night, tonight... *Phew* It's tiring!

Orchestra played for Cambridge Public School today. It was cool. Ms. Bradley never ceases to surprise me.

I missed science though. Not good. I need that average up.

Ummm... what else...

Oh, GEASO isn't proressing. I'll probably abandon it. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, it doesnt matter. Not a big deal.

Must go open pressies now. Bye!

"Cindy quick! Grab his electron!"

Thursday, November 11, 2004

No! The C!

Today was Rememberance Day. The choir got out of class at 9:30 to warm-up for the ceremony which started at 10:45, or something like that. We had to sing 'Ave Maria'. Everyone I talked to liked it. It was too high for me to sing before, but I can sing it now. Well, not right now, because my voice is dead. Not only did I havea cold to begin with, but we had an hour-long warm-up, we sang our song in the ceremony, and then Bradley made us actually have a practice. Usually she gives us a break right fter a performance. But no. And we didn't even do anything productive.

Painted posters for VOICES after school, for anti-bullying week, which is in two weeks. It was fun to hang out with Kate again, whom I hadn't talked to since leadership camp.

Oh! YAY! the Lisgarwrite is out! Which also means that I have to sell them tomorrow at lunch, but that's ok. Comstocks: you will be getting a copy of this from my mom, as she feels the need to show it to everyone because my story is the cover story. I have been getting many complements on it though.

Which brings me to the next point: I NEED STORY IDEAS! The next set of stories are due tomorrow, but they always extend the due date. If anyone has ANY ideas, please let me know

"Cindy quick! Grab his electron!"

Thursday, November 04, 2004

I hate November: The Sequel

How many nights of too little sleep does it take to make a zombie?

I'd really like to know. Because I think I'm headed there.

Break downs are no fun. None at all. I hate them a lot.

NaNoWriMo sounds like fun. I wish I had joined in on it. Too late now. Plus I don't think I would have been able to do it. One can't write very much when you doubt your writing abilities. Meh. I guess there's next year. If anyone does NaNoWroMo again.

I wish I were there. A lot. Special hug to Nathan. I wish I were there to give it to you in person.

Oh, and all you Glebites out there: thanks for reading. I'm so glad you're enjoying my blog. Oh, and I accept non-blogger member comments. Don't be shy.

"Cindy quick! Grab his electron!"

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

Boys are metals, girls are non-metals. Don't make Ionic bonds!"~Alan

Heehee. Alan is so right. We are so nerdy in my science class.

Yeah. We had a half day today, because of grade ten literacy testing. Again tomorrow.

Today we had period one and two, tomorrow 3 and 4. Science is period one. I had too many people's heads in my way for writing notes, so I moved and sat on the floor at the front.

I was bent over my notes, writing, when I heard someone say, "Evie! look out!". So I scooted back really fast. Good thing. The science teacher dropped a paper plate with nitrogen tri-iodide on it on me (notrogen tri-iodide is HIGHLY explosive.) It exploded right in front of me. I thought I was safe, but no. I had to scoot again because he dropped more. And again. Scary. Everyone laughed. It released a pink gas, which was yes, toxic. He found this hilarious.

Then we set fire to a string attached to a ballon filled with hydrogen. OMG. It dented the ceiling. It was very intense. WHen it exploded, it hit us with a wave of sound, or air, or I dont know. Something. Crainess.

Avery is the only one who cares, but I rode King today! Finally! I love him! So much! And I'm going to go to the huntleigh party dressed up... AS TOMMY! It was Nada's idea, which I perfect. I have to wear a sign that says I love Nada to repay her... ;)

"Cindy quick! Grab his electron!"

Thursday, October 21, 2004

A long and winding road

"By reading this, I am temporarily taking control of your mind."

Monday, October 18, 2004

On day three, everyone was sad.

Last day of camp, and no one wanted it to end. I woke up before wake-up call again and went to the bathrooms to beat the rush. Kate, Ashlyn and Enoch were there already, washing their faces etc at the trough (like a giant, long sink with multiple faucets and mirrors in the middle). Ashlyn said, "I changed my underwaer and pants today!" Kate replied with a "Yay! Special day! Ashlyn changed her underwear!" I love Kate.

Breakfast was leftovers, and then we had free time. Then we cleaned the ENTIRE CAMP. Yeah. Fun. Only not. I was in the group that went around with a garbage bag and cleaned stuff up. There was some pretty wierd trash on the ground. Very gross.

Then more free time, as the builders had some sort of meeting. I have no clue what. The rest of us organised a huge game of Prom Date. The builders came backa nd were so happy they almost cried :P.

We would have kept playing, but we did warm and fuzzys then. Everyone gets a bag on a wall of the dining hall, and everyone writes nice things about you. You dont have to write to everyone in the camp, but you write to as many people as you can. I got some really nice ones. The one that made me the happiest, was one that was unsigned. I wish I knew who wrote it, but maybe its better to not know.

On teh way home, our bus followed the wrong bus and we got slightly lost, so we got back a little late. When I stepped off the bus, I felt so wierd. Everyone from leadership camp was milling around in their camp shirts, waving and saying hi. I saw all the people I hadn't seen for a couple days, and it was like, wow, it's really over. That was sad. It was such a special atmosphere. Everyone was accepting of everyone else (for the most part) and you always had your group. I have barely said hi to the people who were in my group, unless i did before. That's kind of sad. I miss it. Oh well. There's always next year.

Okay! onto current events.

My article is going to be on the cover of the Lisgarwrite! (Comstocks, you'll be getting a copy, courtesy of my mom :P). Mine and this story about these pro-life protesters at our school, and since they dont want to have pictures for that story, they might stage a 'lock-picking' and take pics for my story. I'm very happy.

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Saturday, October 16, 2004

"What do you say when you do something bad?" "Uh, My bad?" "Oh right, my bad." (Mr. Hum trying to be cool)

I was woken up on Day 2 Katie (the camper from before) nearly stepping on face. She was on her way to the "bathrooms". It was only 5 minutes before we were supposed to wake up, so I decided to go with her.

After I went to breakfast and my table was dead last to go get our food, and Enoch (who was right in front of me) took the last of the Honey Nut Cheerios. and all thatw as left were sesame seed bagels (I'm not so big on the sesame seeds) and orange slices.

Once breakfast was over, the girls had to go pack up ALL our stuff and lug it back across the field, becasue they were going to need the rec hall.

Then we had session #2. That was fun. For part of it, we had to be blindfolded and tied togeerre in a line, except for Josh, who guided us around the field. It was fun. He walked Arka into the bell. Confused the heck out of the other groups.

That session was about communication. The next one was about leadership (wow surprise, since we were at a leadership camp. We played 'the incredibly shrinking island' and 'light as a feather stiff as a board' (they did not succeed in lifting me, but they gave it a darn good try :P)

Then we had a giggle chain with the whole camp(which was highly pointless and uncomfortable as Enoch kept telling em to move my head over, so I ended up just holding it up mostly) and conveyer belt. Conveyer belt is where everyone lies on the group head to head, one person one wya another the toher way and they pass people along on their hands. In the history of the camp thye had never dropped anyone. Of course they dropped people. Including me. I got one foot and then they dropped me. w00t.

In the afternoon, we had another session that was the best! TRISK! (trust + risk) All sorts of fun games like trust falls but we weren't "allowed" to do that one ( what Mr Hum doesnt know wont hurt him...) but we didnt do that one anyway. We also did a stress thing, which was Ashlyn and Enoch being mean and trying to make us stressed. It worked. I got made fun of a lot because it worked so well on me :P. But it was ok, because they gave us foam swords! Our group was suddenly very popular...

The best part of the camp happenned after dinner. Enoch sngged the little room at one end of the rec hall for our group for us to do "polyadics". No clue what the word means, but it was everyone in the group just tlaked. We had questions, but we always went away from them on our own conversations. I really respect the people in my group much more, now that I know more about them. We made a pact that everything said in the room, stayed in the room. So we talked about what we really thought. It was great. We didnt have to pretend to be anyone. I t was so cool.

Then campfire. That was fun. The co-preses showed up and every group had a skit (ours sucked) and we had a blast. And then some.


"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Friday, October 08, 2004

"Rule #4: Boys are blue, Girls are red... Don't make purple!"

Leadership camp rocked my world.

It is beyond the most fun I've ever had. I've had many really sucky camp experiences. And this more than makes up for ALL of them

On Wednesday, I have NO clue how I survived the afternoon. None. When the bell rang, I ran for my locker to drop off my bag. This where I met my first leadership camp friend, Katherine. She is in my my homeroom, but I never talked to her, so it was really good.

She and I went to get our bags with Katherine's friend Rosie (who is a really good writer) from the equipmetn room and bring them over to where the buses would pick us up.

Just our luck there was a track meet the same day, so we had to wait an hour for the buses. WE took advantage of this time to get into our groups. Just my luck, I was in a group with Arka (EW! guy who sits behind me in strings class) and Sarah (highly annoying WAAY to upbeat person, but she means well). But I had AMAZING Skill builders (group leaders, we call them builders). One was Ashlyn, whom I had never met, so I didn't know what it would be like in her group, but my other builer was Enoch. Enoch is like, the coolest builder EVER. I'm serious. He is on the Improv team, so he's really funny, and really nice as well. He was my group leader at grade nine spirit day, and we had a blast, even though the rest of the group hated that day. Ok, back to Leadership camp.

When the buses arrived we loaded them up and got on. I sat down and no one wanted to sit beside me. So I was all alone, in front of Sarah and Phil her "best friend" who doesn't really wan tot be her best friend. Josh, a kid from Hopewell (elementary school) who is in my math class, was across the row from me. Once we started, Josh and I were noticing that I had half a foot more leg room than him, so he moved over and sat next to me.

Then we got to camp. It was standard, outhouses, dining hall, large semi-circle of cabins, rec hall, campfire pit, gross river, etc. We unloaded the buses and the girls put their stuff on the porch of one cabin, while the guys put their stuff on another porch. Okay, each cabin fits o more than a dozen people, and there were six groups of 8 delegates, plus builders, kitchen workers, organisers and teachers (but they slept in a nice house-cabin and ate in the kitchen). So we were wondering what was going to happen.

Christina, one of the three organisers (students) who was kinda the 'in charge' person who gave us updates etc, told the girls to move our stuff one cabin over as the guys were taking two cabins closest to the dining hall (there were way less guys than girls). Then we played Prom Date. BEST GAME EVER. I'm totally serious. For all you people who have never played DO IT. Its funny. Enoch was showing us his drama Prom date scars. He was like, "Chicks dig the drama scars" Heehee.

Then dinner! Keltie and Allie are AMAZING cooks. They rock. Their food too.

Then we had our first session. Sessions are when you learn about something, kinda. Hard to explain, but eventually you'll get the gist. At the first one, we did ice breakers, stuff about us, etc. Didn't really get into it, as we didnt know each other yet. We did more the next day (more on day 2 later). Oh, we also got these books that had cool stuff in them about the different sessions, and quizes, etc.

After Session, we went to the dining hall, and started thsi game where 2 builders were hiding in the camp, and we had to find them. By now, it was cold and dark. The builder were hiding in shadows with flashlights, and if they shone them on us, we had to go back to the dining hall and start over. It was fun, I went around with Katie and Josh, clinging to both ( I have darkness issues).

After the game, the boys went to their cabins and got into bed. The girls went and got all their stuff, lugged it across the field (not actually that far) and to the rec hall, where Christine and Kat (a builder) had put out these hilarious "matresses" that were foam covered in heavy-duty garbage bag stuff, and held together with duct tape. I snagged on enear a girl who was in my group, named Davis. She and her friends were so cool. I got out my gummy bears and we ate them. And talked ;)... until like 12:30. Then the builders who slept in our rec hall came to bed, so we did too.

That's all for tonight, more tomorrow.

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Tuesday, October 05, 2004

I'm away for 3 days at leadership camp. Full report when I return. That is all.

PS: I posted on the pants.

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Sunday, September 26, 2004

"Before you know it, you're sitting in a big empty house with rice on your tux, wondering what happenned to your life."

Evie + too much free time + cheap long distance company + AIM + Evan and Ash in one house = lots of fun.

Last might was really great! We had a blast. Getting confessions out of Ash (lol), sitting on Evan (that wasn't me obviously) and using numerous formes of communication all at once. It was great.

Well, it was great, but depressing too. Currently, I dont really have any close friends here. They all seem to be not tlaking to me or separated from me by the Canada-US border. And while AIM is fun, it isnt as good to cry alone while tlaking to someone on AIM than it is to actually have someone there, in the same room as you.

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Saturday, September 25, 2004

"Can I call you Evie-poo?"

This is my friend's thing she had to write for her artsy-fartsy school. Enjoy.

Lauren Turner

On the corner of 8th Avenue and River Street there is a bus shelter. No buses ever come here anymore, but they never took the shelter down. It sits next to a steep hill, where nothing ever grows except thorn bushes among the broken beer bottles. This neighborhood is definitely no Pleasantville; the houses across from the shelter show this clearly. Their windows are boarded with plywood and their grey brick fronts are crumbling into dust. The neon graffiti writing on the bus shelter’s glass windows are like screaming signs, warning you not to continue down this road. The graffiti writers have since vaporized into thin air, like the owners of the abandoned houses.

One of the houses has a dull number thirty-two still hanging on rusting nails to the front door. Its door is painted a deep crimson but it’s fading and the paint around the door handle is beginning to peel at its corners. There’s a stained glass panel with a sun design at the top of this door. It is the last reminder of how these houses once were. If I told you these houses were once a few of the most beautiful in the city, would you believe me? Would you look at the front lawns with their flowering yellow weeds and red vines that snake up the walls and be unable to see past them?

The air always seems heavier in this place, like the sky is pushing down on you. Maybe it’s the unnamed fear that surrounds here, and makes it hard to breathe. Only under the bus shelter’s roof does the air seem to part and you can breath again. Your mind plays tricks on you, making you believe that this structure can protect you against whatever it is that your afraid of. You sit in there reading the messages on the walls, waiting for the courage to leave this sanctuary (?).

The metal polls holding the bus shelter to the cement of the sidewalk are bent, leaning far to the left. It always looks as if the polls are folding under the weight of the roof and the shelter is going to come crashing down as you stand inside it. In the back of your mind, you know the old poles with their chipped red paint will stand to see another one more day. All the couples that have ever been in that bus station have craved their names into the poles. You find yourself wondering if AD still loves MS or if it was just a summer fling like so many romances are.

All the carvings are at least ten years old now. The buses stopped making this stop when the people in the gray houses left. There’s still a rusted pink tricycle with torn ribbons dangling from its handles in the yard in front of one of them. Maybe its owner was planning to return again to her house. She never has. None of them ever have. It was all over the news ten years ago, but people forget things so quickly or just choose not to speak of them.

People hardly ever walk down this road. If they do they always walk swiftly past, some of them run, pretending not to see, but no one ever lingers here. A wall of spruce trees blocks the gray houses from the neighborhood on 9th Avenue and the highway that rushes past them. Their pointed tops jet threateningly into the bright blue sky. You can never understand how such a beautiful sky can hang over such a street. In the end it’s it sky that gives you the courage to leave the safe confines of the bus shelter. It’s so bright and welcoming it tempts you out from under your hiding spot. Every child in this city has been taught to fear the gray houses. They fear the secrets they hold and the ghosts of lives that were once lived happened on this street.

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Life, the unvierse, and hell on earth.

Day. From. Hell.

First, I had to wake up at 6:00am. To get to orchestra @ 7:40. Ecxept I went to the wrong orchestra practice. So instead of being with the beginners who are on my level, I was with the advanced people. Yeah.

Then I got to science class and broke down. I was crying in class. A lot. Luckily, no one noticed. Of course, it got worse when i saw that i had lost my science homework, and that I got a 68 % on my science test. That was hard.

Then, in math, I forgot to write down the homework.

At lunch, there was choir, the only high point of my day. Ms. Bradley wanted more men in the choir, so Avery and I dragged Micheal up the stairs to the strings/choir room. It was funny. Ms. B was happy though.

Strings is my first class in the afternoon, so i figured, why go back to my locker? So i brought my books to choir and my lunch and gave Avery my lunch to put in her locker (which is nearby) and she gave me her combo so i could get it later.

In geo, last period, a couple people (I was not one of them) were tlaking and chatting while Mme Boyle was trying to talk. So, she gave the whole class a detention. Only, 10 minutes, but by the time i got out, ALexa had left, so I didn't have the math homework.

Then I went to get my lunch bag, Avery's locker wouldn't open. And my water bottle was in there. And it was sunny. And I had to walk to my dad's office.

Luckily that's where my bad day ended... I think...

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

"I'm running out of French curse-words that they won't understand."

Today... happenned.

It should have been a great day. In science, we made a toxic gas (turned iodine crystals into gas. It was a cool purple colour), in math, I found out I'm not really failing math. At lunch, I went and practiced the celo, and my teacher thought i was so good, she let me into the junior orchestra. And in Geo, I aced a test.

I still feel depressed though. I should feel happy but I'm not.

If anyone has any ideas about what i shoudl write about, please let me know.

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Yes, you've got wings, baby! And you've got Erin!

Our plan for a GIlmore Girls blog is now a reality. Check it out. Watch the show. Comment.

I am now part of the "Lisgarwrite", Lisgar's newspaper, adn I need to write an article. About anything. Opinion piece, world issues, Lisgar stuff, anyhting. Please comment your ideas.

I am currently filling out an application for a Leadership camp at Lisgar. It takes us away for 3 days (we miss school) and we do leadership training and stuff. It is mostly for people who want to be part of clubs and Studco at Lisgar (Studco= Student council). I am VERY interested. Plus, I have connections in Studco (as in, a co-pres is my friend) so I hope I'll go.

My cat just got stuck int eh cupborad again. Jack has discovered it we leave the cupboard door open (the one where their food is) he can get behind the drawer where it is hard for us to get him out.

I have to go fish him out. Bye.

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Friday, September 17, 2004

I have needed to do this for a while, but haven't gotten round to it yet.

I really need to thank everyone who has talked to and AIMed and emailed me during this past summer. Without you guys, I would not be as confident at high school as I am now. Or just in life in general.

Last year I had really bad self-esteem. I let the guys in my class pick on me. And I believed everything they said. I really believed that everyone hated me, and that I was fat, and annoying, and unwanted. Granted, I did have three awesome friends (thanks Annnie, Mia and Louise) but when they said that they guys were stupid and just being mean, that the things they said weren't true, I couldn't believe it. Not that they did anything wrong. I drove them crazy with my self-esteem issues.

But this summer I went back to Indy to see the Comtocks. I had lost touch with everyone except Marten, so I didn't knwo what to expect. But from the moment I arrived, they accpeted me. They really did. I felt like I was home. They really seemed to think who I really was was cool. I liked that. A lot.

Then I got back to Ottawa and I got AIM. And started talking to all you amazing people (ex, Jonah, Nate, Sarah, Ash, Erin... the list goes on... ) and you seemed to like me too. At first I was convinced you were faking it. Or that you only like me on AIM, because meybe, I was different person there. But I came to realize, that you guys actually thought I was a cool person. This completely blew my mind. Me being a cool person, is not what I usually got. I'm not going to list those things again. But when i realized you believed it, I started to believe it.

Maybe it was because I felt like you guys knew what you're talking about, because you're older. I don't know. But I really started to build up confidence. And Ash, you coming to me for advice made me feel like someone needed me. I know it scked for you, but it really made me feel better about me. Like someone thought I gave good advice. New concept for me. Everyone I knew last year had someone else to go to. It was never me (mia, Louise, Annie, if you're reading this, you can't deny it. Sorry, you just can't).

Joanh, when you stayed up for me when really neede to talk, I felt really happy that some one cared so much. I felt like I had finally found people who were really good friends.

Okay, I realize this is overly sappy, but I had to say it. And believe me, it was hard. But I had to thank you. All of you. So much. You'll never know how much. But just keep it up. I don't want to think of who I would be know if it weren't for all of you.

Oops! I almost forgot! Thank you Evan for my new nickname. I'm glad you think I am.

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

"So, business as usual, I guess." "Is it?" "Yes Daniel, we do this kind of thing al the time."

I love Stargate.

Darn all of you for getting me hooked on it and now everyone thinks I'm wierdo.

Not that they didn't think that before.

I love it when the nerdy guy gets to use the gun! (I'm speaking of Daniel here) Not that he's really all that nerdy, considering the size of those biceps that were exposed at he was wearing a tank top, not one of those wierd SG converall suit thingys. Suffice it to say, Daniel is no longer nerdy in my eyes.

As much as I enjoyed the premiere of season seven in Canada last night, I didn't understand a one thing.

What happenned to Daniel?? did he have some wierd paretial memory wipe thingy happen to him? That kinda got me. They need to fix it now. There can't be a confused hot guy. Way to cliche.

I'll probly understand it more, as my mother is now interested, and will therefor be renting season one. YAY! Now mabe i'll understand most of it :P

Oh, btw, what season are you guys on? I'm probly at least a season behind, but I'd like to know if I'm right about that.

I joined choir yesterday. Not that I can sing well enough, but whatever. And I practiced my fingers off. We have an evaluation today. Which I'm goign to fail, as my cello sound s like fingernails on the blackboard sometimes, and I can't figure out why.

Ok, to finish up, I have to give some hugs to people. *hug* for nate. *hug* for sarah. *hug* for ash. *hug* for jonah too. If i have not listed you here and you would like a hug, please comment this over sight on my part.

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Wow. That happenned.

Haha. Nothing really happenned. I lied.

Well, actually, I lied again (bad Evie). Stuff DID happen. And it's crazy mixed-up stuff. Can't really tlak about it, as I don't think it's public knowledge yet, but it's making me really question stuff. Like certain people's sanity.

Life goes on. High school has gotten much better. I have TWO cello friends (Yes, TWO!). Alexandra and Alexandra. Betchya were confused. They're both Alexandra, but one is Alexa, and the other is Alex.

And I have math friends, but they are friends I had before, so that isnt really acomplishing anything. Alex is in my geo class as well, but geo sucks mostof the time because of stupid, evil Jacob. He somehow has a knack for making everyone who is normally ok to me really mean. I don't know how he does it, but he does. Often. In Science too.

I just realized you are probably lost, so here is my timetable, for your enjoyment.

DAY 1

1st--Science, Mr St. Aubin

2nd--Math, Ms. Deslauriers

LUNCH

3rd--Strings, Ms. Bradley

4th--Geo, Ms. Boyle


DAY 2

1st--Science, Mr St. Aubin

2nd--Math, Ms. Deslauriers

LUNCH

3rd--Geo, Ms. Boyle

4th--Strings, Ms. Bradley

Yes, for some psycotic Athletics department reason, we have to switch our last to classes every second day. It's highly confusing. Makes Evie lost. A lot :(.

The there's Micheal. Micheal will not leave Avery and I alone during lunch, no matter how much we roll our eyes and give eachother looks he can plainly see. Oh, and we also talk to each other in our secret language, Hanakin Panakin. It's fun. Except Avery won't stop flirting with him *hem, hem*, which isn't helping. Anyway.

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

"I got new batteries so I'm even more loud and obnoxious now" (Ben Farrow let loose with a megaphone, the only good part of the BBQ)

Yeah, today sucked.

I stayed in bed until nine o'clock so that I could taunt Emma and Ellie with the fact that I was in bed while they were at school (my first day was 10:30 until 1:30). I walked over to Avery's house at 10:00 and we left right after that.

When we got to Lisgar, the place was teeming with people. The mall (as in, the sidewalk-ish thingy between the two buildings) was filled with grade nines. I know this because memebers of the school council were walking around with blue paint, painting everyone's grade on their faces. I escaped unpainted.

First, I went to the main hallway with Avery, who had signed up very recently, to find her TAP (aka, homeroom). I had gotten a call a few days before and heard waht TAP I was in. So I didn't check me. Just her.

Unfortunately, she didn't have a TAP yet. Not a big deal, she was going to go meet with one of the VPs after The Grade Nine Assembly. Which is where we headed off to.

We sat with some of my friends from Hopewell. I was extremely happy to find out I was in a class with the people I really liked. After the pointless assembly (lots of talking about the upcoming "JOLT" dance next Friday *rolls eyes*), I went to my TAP. While the teacher was handing out student Medical forms, she didnt have mine or another guy in my class. Our teacher told us to go to room 100, to do we didn't know what.

We went to room 100. No one there, except for a few lunch ladies cooking in the kitchen. We saw another Lisgarite (yes, Lisgarite) and she said we should go to the office.

So we walked upsatirs to the office. They told us to go to a classroom right near where we were on the first place (urgh). We walked in and saw...

Ms. Smith, the VP, and a small group of students including Avery. She then lectured us about not giving out our locker combos to friends (too late) and then told me and the other guy who had been with me all along, that we would go to our TAPs in the morning and get our lockers (which we didn't get yet) and schedules (no, no that either). We said OK, and went to the BBQ.

The BBQ consisted of gross hot dogs, cookies, watered-down juice, and stupid games, such as shave the long balloon with a plastic knife. Fun!

Everyone I knew left right away, except for Avery, whose mom was picking us up at 1:30. We were bored by 12:00.

We sat around for so long that Ms. Smith came over to us and said, "You can leave now, you know." By that point, we were the only ones left except for the student coucil members cleaning up.

We went home, and sometime in the afternoon (like, 2:30), Lisgar called my mom and told me I was in the wrong TAP. I was supposed to be in TAP 12, with all the people I was trying to avoid (think, Jacob, Emily...). My mom called the VP, to ask if I could stay in TAP 5. Except, that wouldn't work.

So, tomorrow I go to school, and I'm in a TAP and first period class with people who hate me. Joy.

Oh, well, at least I get to ride tomorrow!

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Saturday, September 04, 2004

Peaches are always slippery things, but not all slippery things are peaches

I'm baaaaaack.

I had lots of fun in Massachusetts. Campaigning is hard work. Especially when it's, like, 95 degrees outside. Hot weather+thick "David Shnaider for Senate" T-shirts = sweaty, cranky Evie. I'm all better know.

Daniel Shnaider is a mini Nathan and Jonah mixed up together. My title is something he said and I just about fell off my chair. Does anyone else think this is a Jonah-ism?

I picked the worst time to go away. Ash, I still feel bad that I wasn't here when you needed help. Oh, well. At least you had Sarah and Evan. They seemed to have done their job.

Okay, moving on to the bigger issue. I am completely freaking out. High school starts on Tuesday. Yeah, yeah, I know, nothing to be woried about. But, really, that's not helping me at all. If anyone has any advice AT ALL, please comment it. Thanks.

Meanwhile, I have three days left of summer to enjoy, and a horse-back riding lesson with the best coach at Huntleigh this afternoon. I'll try to forget about Tuesday for now, but please giv me any advice!

"A murder is just an extroverted suicide."

Sunday, August 22, 2004

4 episodes of monty python and 1 woody allen movie later...

So the aforementionned movie/tv show marathon was very good for my depression. I ate pizza and watched Monty Python and Take the Money and Run -- a great Woody Allen movie. Very funny. Picture a cellist in a marching band. No, I'm not kidding.

Hmmm... cotttages. There's a lot to be said for doing nothing. You'd think when you're trying to forget something, you should keep busy, apperently, doing nothing is more effective. I highly recommend it.

Can someone please save me a program from Jekyll and Hyde. And buy the DVD so I can watch it. I have to see this.

"Bite the wax tadpole" --Coca Cola's first attempt at translating their slogan into chinese.

Monday, August 16, 2004

Take the road less traveled... You won't get stuck in traffic.

I feel like I should post, but I really don't feel like it. Hopefully, I will be on the compendium soon, but I'm not sure.

Haha. You indy people have to go abck to school tomorrow. I don't have to go back until September 7th.

I feel really depressed. I hope my mood will get up soon, but probably not. Oh, Get well soon Amaris!

I won't be online at all from aug 23 until like the following wed or sat or something. I'm visiting my godfather. This compendium thing had better be figured out by then (hint, hint), or I will be sad. Even more then I am now.

"Yesterday, I learned to poison mice." Cider House Rules

Saturday, August 07, 2004

I Am. Even. More. Dead.

Seriously.

I woke up at 5 in the morning today (on purpose) to go to a horse show (I was a groom). I was at my friend's house for a sleepover the night before so I was tired. Not enough sleep.
I spent the day catering to my firend Avery and her horse's every whim. I had a blast.

I'm going again next week.

Huntleigh (my stable did really well, so three cheers for them!) Now I have to sleep. Even though it is, like, 7 o'clock. I actually have to wake up tomorrow (for church). Levi plays there. Then they go home. Which makes me sad.

"Yesterday, I learned to poison mice." Cider House Rules

Thursday, August 05, 2004

Levi, who is the spirit of the Raven...

That's it. It's settled. Nathan and Jonah, you officailly have have to visit. You would love what Levi and I did today.

We went to an "Aerial Park" at Lafleche Caves. It's the biggest Aerial Park in North America. You do obstacles from tree to tree high up in the air and zoom around on zip lines and swing on Tarzan ropes... It is SO much fun. At the end, you get to zoom across a lake on a zip line. Twice. Then you get to go spelunking (?) in the biggest caves in the Canadian Shield. Lots of fun. I just about died on the tightope walk, and the haging stirrups, but somehow survivied. I also ate a popsicle called an "Itzakadoozie". I bought it because of the name. I think it's very cool.

I warn you, next post will be Satuday night, and it will be about a horseshow, so if you find that boring, don't bother reading it.

"Yesterday, I learned to poison mice." --Cider House Rules

Monday, August 02, 2004

Lola (Ya know, the show girl?)

That was a little joke for Mia, for all you people who have no idea what I'm talking about.

OMG. Levi is amazing. He is currently playing music with my dad, and it is so wonderful. Really moving. Everyone is joining in singing. Ohhhh... It's great.

Today Levi and I went to the Busker's (is that how you spell it?) festival downtown. It was so much fun. We saw this dorky guy on a slack rope (like a tightrope, only... slacker), and this silent girl from Australia. And a guy juggling a chainsaw. Very cool.

Anyway, I have to get back to the festivities. Hope everyone in Indy is good, and I miss you all. A lot. (You'd better come kidnap me Nathan, or I'll kidnap myself).

"Do you see purple people?" Girl, Interrupted

Wednesday, July 28, 2004

If I had a quarter for every aching muscle...

I. Am. Dead.

At least, that's what it feels like.  I have been doing horse-back riding camp this week, which means that I have been riding two hours a day every day.  To all you ignorant people who say, "Horse back riding only exercises the horse.  You just sit there." I'd like to see you "just sit there" while you barrel around with no stirrups, jumping over jumps.

Ok, so I wasn't jumping without stirrups, but I was cantering without stirrups (no easy task, as A- I mean "Stargirl" would know. [lol, A-]).

I was also jumping WITH stirrups, and I did really well today, thank you very much.  We also painted ponies.  My team won. YAY!

Levi has been going to concerts every night (it's currently the chamber music festival in Ottawa, which is internationally well-known) and coming home late.  I take it he's having a blast.
I have no patience right now.  Nathan, email me the second that Jonah gets home so I can pester him to post on Society's Pants (go read it if you haven't.  link is on this page).

Ok.  I'll finish up before my legs seize up and I can't stand. 

"Do you see purple people?" Girl, Interrupted

Thursday, July 22, 2004

Who is in your celebrity family? by cerulean_dreams
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MomWhitney Houston
DadJim Carrey
BrotherSean Everette Scott
SisterHillary Duff
DogMilo
BoyfriendHughe Grant
Best friendHillary Duff
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Ok, that was a pointless experience.  For one thing, I HATE HILLARY DUFF!  And I don't like Whutney Houston.  Jin Carrey as Dad for real would suck, but for this purpose, it isn't so bad (My friend got Steve Irwin as her dad and boyfriend.  Ew).  The best part is definintley Hugh (Without an 'e') Grant as a boyfirend.  He is so awesome, #1 Because he can act, #2 because he's good looking (I would say hot, but my mom says that, so I won't), and #3, the accent.  And does anyone know if 'Milo' is a famous dog?  I have no idea.  Is it just a random name?

"Don't point your finger at crazy people" --Girl, Interrupted.

Wednesday, July 21, 2004

[Insert witty title here] (Jonah is away, so I don't have anyone to help me think up good titles)

Today was a girl's day out.  Lauren, you are a terrible influence on me.  I bought WAY too many things (well, my mom paid for most of them).  I got 2 dresses at 'DEB's", and I am in love with them.  Oh, and can I say that I love Target? Okay, I will.  "I LOVE TARGET!"  I bought WAY too many notebooks and folders there today.  They have great stuff.  Anyway.
And after, we went to see "Sleepover" (which is the ultimate girl's night out movie) and then came home.  We also rented "Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen" to watch with dinner.
Right after we got home, the weather radio went off.  Right away, I was freaked out.  #1, It's tornado season in tornado country, and #2, I hate tornados. 
Everyone who lives here will say, 'Oh that?  That was hardly anything! You are so stupid!' See, I know that.  Actually, half of me knew that.  the other half wanted to barf and pass out in quick succession (I didn't, by the way).  But as the lightening got closer and brighter, I was so freaked out we had to stop the movie.
After the movie, the weather radio went off again, and I nearly had a heart attack.  Luckily it said only severe thunderstorm warning, and a warning for winds that could cause considerable damage, in excess of 60 mph.  My mind immediately said: TORNADO!
I went out onto the porch with my mom and Levi, and watched the storm, and finally I calmed down and Levi and I had "cousin bonding time".  This means that the only cousin I haven't had cousin bonding time with is Nathan.  I told you you should have let me French braid your hair Nathan, but did you listen? No.  So no cousin bonding time for you.
I'm leaving really soon, which is sad, because I love it here (excluding the tornados).  I'm not going to be able to stand being away for a year, so I'm working on that smile!
I will see Nathan and Jonah and Uncle Dave before we go, though.  We're going to go visit them at Triennium in Lafayette (did I spell that right?) on Friday and have dinner.  That's good.  I was sad that I wouldn't see them for a year, and now I'm seeing them again.

Addendum: Everyone who is friends with Jonah watch Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen.  Does she remind you of anyone?

"Don't point your finger at crazy people" --Girl, Interrupted.




Sunday, July 18, 2004

A blog is born!

I went ot see I, Robot today.  It was much better than I expected.  Go see it.  It' worth the money
 
As you may or may not have noticed, I now have links in the sidebar. This is the result of Jonah and I messing with html.   The Society's Pants is the round robin story.  Go read and comment.  I think it's gonna be good.
 
I told you so just doesn't seem to say it right now --a trailer for "I Robot"

Saturday, July 17, 2004

Take pill. A chill slash allergy pill.

Last night I went to see Seussical with Comstocks, my sister, Marten and Ashley.  (You're so right Marten--Nathan and Ashley are really creepy!)  It was so good.  And it was great ot see Marten again (don't worry Amelia-- I'm stealing a picture from the Comstocks so that I can back up my description with a visual).  Anyway, the Cat was the best and the whole cast sang amazingly.  Especially the kangaroo.  And I loved Gertrude McFuzz.  She was great. Oh! And the Trio of birds.  Oh, and...
 
Heeheehee.  Tired Nathan is so funny.  His body clock is all messed up (see http://compenduimofstupidity.blogspot.com, Nathan's post [aka Nathaniel Cornstalk]).  He and Jonah went to a party last night and got 2 hours of sleep.  They played Dungeons and Dragons. How nerdy.  I guess I shouldn't insult it until AI try it, but talking to my cousins about what they do is like reading a nerd checklist.  But that's not so bad.  There's worse things to be than a nerd.
Who knew that washing cars could be so much fun?  I had never done a car wash before today.  they're illegal in Canada.  You need a special permit.  I think.  Maybe it's a bylaw thing.  I don't know. 
 
Anyway, Marten and I had a soap and water fight.  Unfortunately, Marten's Mario lounge pants did not escape dry or dirty.  And by the way Marten-- my eye still hurts!

We made lots of money, except that there was a car wash right beside us of a gymnastics club.  They stole some of our customers, but our car wash was better, we had tons more people, and we dried the cars so that they didn't turn out all streaky.  We also washed a dog.  And I got a terrible sunburn.  All over my back and shoulders.  Oh, it hurts so much.  But the car wash was so worth it.  I had a blast.
 
I'm so sad that I have only a week left here.  Less time with Nathan and Jonah.  I asked my mom "...if I smile really big, can I come back at Christmas?"  Then later she said, "but I need you at Christmas." She sadi it in a jokey voice, so I think there is still hope.  (Oh, guys, if I get to come, can I come to the New Years lock-in at the church?  It sounds like fun.)
 
I told you so doesn't seem to say it right now --a trailer for "I Robot"

Friday, July 16, 2004

Nude Midget Softball With Cheese Bats: The Sport of the Future

Disclaimer: I don't mean to insult midgets, nudists, people who enjoy eating cheese or people from the future.
 
I'm very tired right now.  Why, you might ask? Well, it's because Jonah and I were up until 1 o'clock this morning, having cousin bonding time.  It was loads of fun.  Check out the post we did together at compendiumofstupidity.blogspot.com .  I think it is cool.  Can you tell we were tired? The title was probably your first clue.
Today we went for an hour-long drive to do stuff far away (I'm not in a descriptive mood) and we played expert in the car (that's were the title comes from. Also: shooting cats out of a cannon [disclaimer: I mean no offence to cats, cannons or people who like cats or cannons]).   It was really funny.  Levi wins, I think.
I can't believe that we have been here almost a week.  I'm very sad that Nathan and Jonah are leaving on Tuesday, especially after that deep cousin bonding time, but that's life.
A plan is currently in the works for Nathan and I and possible Jonah if he comes around to it to start a round robin, story-writing blog.  To help me convince Jonah, tell me in the comments if you would read it.  I think it would be great fun.
 
I told you so doesn't seem to say it right now --a trailer for "I Robot" <---This is new, for all people who are not familiar with blogger, you can make it appear on all your posts.  I will change it from time to time.  All movie quotes though.  If you have a good one, let me know.

Thursday, July 15, 2004

World War Three!

So, I have nothing of any interest to say, but I'm taking this opportunity to alert all my loyal readers that World Wr Three has broken out in the comments of my last post. I'm not sure who is winning, but go submit your comment because things are heating up!
PS Join the Nathan and me team, because we are cooler, and we have T-shirts!*
(*Only if you make it yourself.)

Monday, July 12, 2004

I will get revenge, Jonah, just you wait...

So here I am in Indiana. I' a little bit jet-lagged, as the state of Indiana does not observe daylight savings time. Why you might ask? I have no clue. My Aunt from Indiana tells me it's because they don't want to confuse the cows. Why can't the cows be confused? I'm sure they could deal with it. They're simple minded creatures. I'm not sure thet're even capable of being confused.

Anyways, back to my cousins. When were we on the subject? Why in the title, silly (Jonah blew his baritone in my ear, probably causing permanent damage, and will have to pay). Just incase you don't know my cousins (which most of you do who read this blog) they are among the wierdest people I have ever met. For instance, they never stop singing. Ever. Unless, of course, they are blowing baritones in their unsuspecting cousin's ear.

If anyone has any suggestions as to how I should get Jonah back, please respond in the comment box. Thanks. Much appreciated.

Sunday, July 04, 2004

Happy July Fourth!

It's Independance Day. Whoopee. In Canada, most people don't even make the connection. If you said to them: 'It's July 4th today', they'd say: 'ok...?' and then you would have to say: 'You know, like Canada Day in the US.' Then they would get it. The bottom line here? America isn't as important as it likes to think it is.

But I don't want this entry to be an America insulting entry; instead I am going to rant a bit about Troy (the movie). Sorry. If you don't like reading online rants, then stop reading now.

First of all, the movie people made the war last under 2 weeks, instead of ten years. That is one of the biggest problems. But that is definintley not the end of them. For instance, that whole love story about Achilles and Paris's cousin never happenned. Achilles DID have a slave girl named Briseis, but Agamemnon stole her early on.

Also, Achilles does kill Hector, but Hector tells him as he's dying: 'Remember me when my brother kills you in theshadow of the Skaian Gate'. Which Paris does. He shoot him on the heel before the Greeks even thought of the giant horse.

Which brings me to my biggest problem: Achilles is immortal! HELLO! His mom is Thetis, a nymph. She dunked him in this enchanted pool thing to make him immortal, but she is holding him by his foot, so his heel doesn;t go in the water. Hence the reason why he can be killed by an arrow in the foot. (This is where the Achhilles tendon comes from).

Lord of the Rings does the epic thing SO much better, so if it's between seeing Troy and LOTR III, pick LOTR. Hands down.

Ok. I'm done now.

Oh, I saw the Matrix for the forst time last night. Damn good movie. Really cool. Best I've seen in a long time.

ComstOck (I did that for you jonah) Countdown: 5 1/2 Days!

Saturday, July 03, 2004

Comstalk Countdown: 6 1/2 Days!

I'm very excited at the moment for several reasons. Here's a list:

1: I'm am going to go see Troy today (finally) and I've wanted to see it for ages (I can't resist hot guys in skirts. I'm a teenage girl. Sue me.)
2: Read the title. Yes, that's right, 6 1/2 days till jonah has to give up his room (sorry about that my the way. I feel your pain.) which brings me to #3.
3: I am back in my room, as aunt Janet, who is Jonah's second cousin 1 removed, not mine, is gone. YAY! At least I came out of it with a whole bunch of new stuff. Yay.
4: My sister has decided she isn't speaking to me right now, in fact, she is avoiding me. Finally, some peace and quiet.
5: Did I mention that I'm finally seeing Troy???

If this has mande you sad that your life isn't as good as mine, then too bad. Cuz I'm happy, even if ur not.

Sorry. That was a bit mean. I apologize. Anyway. I have to go. Hot guys in skirts call...

Friday, July 02, 2004

I love Shopping!

The best part of having my aunt come to stay is that we shop a lot. I get lots of good stuff. I got a really nice skirt today. I'll bring it with me to Indianapolis so all you guys down there can see it.

I'm very happy. Loads of people are responding to my blog. This means my life is not nearly as pointless as I thought. A shout out to all you guys: if you have anything at all to say, post it, even if you think its stupid. I love reading them. To Micheal Christie: I'm glad you enjoyed my profile. To mia: stop responding too many times to the same entry. Formulate what ur gonna say, then post it. To Pirate_King: Yay! I love parties. And journalcon sounds fun. To Tess: Virgon Suicides was filmed on aunt control freak's street! on her block, in Toronto. I'm not kidding. I was there when they were filming it, so I got to see it a bit and I'm sure if I saw it I would recognize some of the houses.

I got to go now; I'm going swimming. Actually, I'm going to sit by the pool, read my new books and wear my new skirt, and get a new tan. all that good vitamin D. Toodles.

Thursday, July 01, 2004

How could you pick up the asprin if you had no bones in your hand?

Happy Canada Day!

Yes it is Canada Day. And guess what? Here in the nation's capital, it's pouring rain. Not only that, but thunder too. Good luck to the Snowbirds. They should have fun flying in this. UNtil they get srtruck by ligthening, that is.

I'm very tired at the moment. I stayed up last night watching Cider House Rules and Girl, Interrupted with my good friend Lana. Girl, Interrupted is one of the best movies ever. Seriously. If you haven't seen it, go rent it now. It has the best lines ever. The title today is one of them. Another is: Don't point your finger at crazy people. I love that movie!

Hey. Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to go rent it? NOW? Well? GO! Hurry up! Before all the multitudes of people who read this blog rent them all from your local Blockbuster. You'd better hurry.

Tuesday, June 29, 2004

Aunt Control Freak comes to stay

So today Aunt Control freak arrives.
Her real name is Janet, but everything has to be perfect and clean for her. No dust, no things out of place, no messy rooms. For me, this means that I have spent the past week cleaning and tidying my house to impress her highness the queen of clean. Not only that, but I also have to give up my room for her. That's right, I gat to stay in my sister's room for a week. Whoopee.
Speaking of the creature from hell, I mean, my sis, she is currently sulking in her, I mean OUR room because I told her to shut up and stop singing annoying repetitive songs. I have ears. So sue me.
Final reason why my life sucks so much is that I have to wait another two weeks until I go and visit my American cousins. I'm very excited, but I have to wait. Yay. Fun.
My life has one ray of sunshine in it. Me and My friends got a letter published in the Citizen today. On page A13. Yes, that's right, int the front section.
I'm well on my way to becoming a journalist now. Front section before even high school. Not too shabby.

Monday, June 28, 2004

Hello out there

So...

I have started a blog. Hurray for me ! I'm probably talking to myself, but if anyone out there is reading, enjoy my life. Could be interesting. Could be boring. Only one way to find out.

Today is the election in Canada. We are currently figuring out which of the incompetent fools is gonna run our country for a while. I'm sorry if I've offended any one, but I don't like any of the candidates this time.

I'm very sad at the moment. I'm not going to see many of my friends ever again. I hate moving up to high school. You and your friends all split up, promise to stay in touch, then lose touch. It always happens. Can't wait.

I won't write everyday. Sometimes I will write really frequently (like when I'm bored). Sometimes I won't. It all depends on me. I think that's allowed since the blog IS about yours truly.

PS: As a little comment starter, what did everyone think of the new Harry Potter movie? I thought it was really good, but nothing can measure up to the books.