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[08 Sep 2003|05:31pm] |
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In The End - Linkin Park |
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"So death, the most terrifying of ills, is nothing to us, since so long as we exist, death is not with us, but when death comes, then we do not exist. It does not then concern either the living or the dead, since for the former it is not, and the latter are no more" - Epicurus (341-270 BC)
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[01 Jul 2003|11:15am] |
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Authority Song - Jimmy Eat World |
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HAPPY CANADA DAY. I LOVE CANADA.
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[29 Jun 2003|03:08pm] |
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Papercut - Linkin Park |
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That is one disturbing picture.
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[29 Jun 2003|08:44am] |
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How About You - Staind |
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When I turned on my computer just a few minutes ago, that stupid "Your Windows has just recovered from a serious error." popped-up, leaving me the options of either choosing "Send report." or "Don't send." No matter which one I pressed, more kept popping up. Now, my mind is rushing with negative thoughts. I'm curious if downloading that song off KaZaA Lite hit my computer with some secret virus attached to it. Ugggh. I'd cry if my computer died on me. =(
School's starting in a month. July 31st is the first day of school, this sucks.
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| Oh shit. |
[27 Jun 2003|10:01am] |
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The Taste of Ink - The Used |
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CNN said yesterday (their Web site and the news coverage) that the United States government will now track down all those sharing music. I don't know if they're tracking down everybody who downloads music, but it's still B.S. On the Web site, they said they're going after the extreme downloaders/sharers first. I don't know if I have any illegal downloads on my computer at all, I really didn't give before. This is why, sometimes, I hate the United States government. My MP3 collection is growing near 150 downloads and I have about 10 movies downloaded.
I have a week and a half on summer school left or whatever. The math is getting harder and I'm having trouble with increasing/decreasing percentages. I hate math.
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[25 Jun 2003|12:30pm] |
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So Far Away - Staind |
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I feel very stupid these mornings. Yesterday, I tripped by that stupid stone wall coming into summer school. This morning, I scraped my right hand against that stupid stone wall. It's all bad luck. The office secretary looked at me as if I was the most clumsy person alive. Oh well.
Dad wants to change cell companies. He thinks Verizon is B.S., so we're switching to T-Mobile. *Shrugs* I don't really mind. Maybe I can get a Samsung out of this.. haha.
Like my Orlando Bloom icon? Muah. I do.
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| #($%tard. |
[24 Jun 2003|11:46am] |
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Tonight - Staind |
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Damn it, damn it, damn it. I was hoping no one on Neopets would spoil who died in the new Harry Potter book..
Once upon a time, there was a girl name Karen who asked her fellow guild members extremely politely not to give away anything in the new H.P. book. One/two days later, a $*)%tard member obviously didn't care to respect her request and posted who died. Shit. That ruined my day.
Now, I'm not a big fan of anything at all. But I do love reading books and I despise those who really ruin it for those who are anxious to read it. Might as well forget reading the book.
For every idiot I knew, I'd be a multi-billionare (sp?) by now.
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[24 Jun 2003|10:38am] |
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Tonight - Staind |
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| It's sick. Just sick. |
[23 Jun 2003|10:56am] |
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I was reading her blog and what happened in her latest entry pissed me off.
I'm going to copy and paste her entry here, because people should know how cold one can really be.
I knew exactly where he had died. I exited the train station and made my way directly to the empty arcade. While driving home only a couple of nights before, I had seen the place enclosed for investigation. It had left me speculating.
It appeared in the paper that morning: death by burning.
The homeless man was burnt to a crisp. I've seen that same homeless man numerous times. Only a couple of weeks ago, he was trudging around the town plaza only with his unkempt grey hair, his shabby jacket, his yellowing shirt, his fraying cargo pants, his battered shoes with the soles tearing off the base and his glass bottle, wrapped in a brown paper bag. He had a pigeon under an overturned milk crate at some stage. Perhaps the wretched carrier of diseases became his friend. I remember I sometimes see him sprawled on a dirty blanket laid across the arcade where he had died, on a dirty blanket. I watched the people around him. They stared, but they never approached him. Are they afraid?
My footsteps echoed in the bleak walkway. Why am I here? I dunno. To pay my respects, probably.
Some parts of the arcade's tiled floor had scorch marks with a little ash. There were some flowers against the wall. Four bouquets. Only four. One of them looked misplaced. Or rather, it was put against the wall but someone had carelessly knocked it over, maybe even kicked it, and didn't bother placing it back. I bent down and peered at the messages on the little cards and things. There were farewells from a local coffee lady, one recalling the good conversations s/he used to have with the dead man, and another admitting to not knowing the man at all. One message was written with big black marker on a sheet of A4 printer paper. The grammar wasn't too good. "YOUR A GOOD MAN. YOU DIDN'T DESERVED THIS," it read. It also looked a little messy and quite cheaply done, but nevertheless very touching, I thought.
I stood there silently for a couple of minutes, and then I went home. As I walked away, a huge sore lump formed at the throat.
Many suspect that a gang of teenagers had set the poor man on fire. Detestable dirt bags.
If it was a gang, I hope they go to hell. It's really sick if humans did that. Burn someone just because they were homeless? That's really sick. Plain sick. I'm getting more pissed off here. Sure. I bet if they were caught, they'd make some lame excuse like it was accident and they just "accidently" set off matches and had gas there.
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[23 Jun 2003|10:10am] |
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The Last Song - The All-American Rejects |
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I stole a hat today. Well. Not from a store. From some guy. I brang it home with me. What shocking news. I stole a hat.
Russ told me about Christina Aguilera's "Fighter" music video. Hahaha, sounds lame. He said she looked all 'gothic' and was walking with needles in her back. I don't know if that's true or false. I don't watch MTV often. But it still sounds lame.
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[22 Jun 2003|12:49pm] |
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Ironic - Alanis Morisette |
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I thought summer school homework would be easy as always. I was very, very, very wrong. I suck in math. I barely manage to keep an A in math class during the regular school year. I sitting here listening to music, typing nonsense, and not doing my math corrections. Gee.
On other news, I've been watching CNN a bit too much. There's floods in Florida. Nothing like that ever happens here. Some rain. No floods. No storms. Too simple. And I never knew bounty hunting was illegal in Mexico... what a neat job.
I want Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
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[20 Jun 2003|08:28pm] |
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| He won the lottery and died the next day. |
[20 Jun 2003|09:58am] |
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Ironic - Alanis Morisette |
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I've been working on my .AVI collection... I just realise that I had to upload it all. Which would take a load of megabytes... that sucks.
Russ and Nicholas were being arses to Sharon and I. We're standing still in the morning, they come walking towards us. Then they both throw a dime at the each of us and said, "Go buy yourself a friend." I'm digusted at people like that. I dragged Sharon with me and we threw the dimes back in their faces, walking away, saying, "Go buy yourself a girlfriend."
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[19 Jun 2003|01:04pm] |
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Letters to You - Finch |
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| Field of Innocence - Evanescence |
[19 Jun 2003|11:30am] |
I still remember the world From the eyes of a child Slowly those feelings Were clouded by what I know now
Where has my heart gone An uneven trade for the real world I want to go back to Believing in everything and knowing nothing at all
I still remember the sun Always warm on my back Somehow it seems colder now
Where has my heart gone Trapped in the eyes of a stranger I want to go back to Believing in everything
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[18 Jun 2003|11:42am] |
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My December - Linkin Park |
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It was raining again this morning, but now it's heating up like heck. I wish it could rain this whole day. I love the rain. There's nothing like a good skip in the rain. The weather sucks when it's hot.
I don't know how to swim. Shame, really. I can swim underwater, but not 'doggy paddle' or whatever. I went to the beach a couple of times when I was younger, but since I got addicted to Neopets and the rest of the Internet, I barely get out, only for shopping. Maybe I need to learn. But then again, I don't want to even, I don't plan anytime soon to go to the beach or whatever.
I have Japanese class today in what... about 3 hours? I don't really enjoy going anymore, but it's my fault. Oh well. I ditch a class every week. My mother's getting really suspicious, so I'm glad the school doesn't call my parents when I'm absent.
Well. Let's put what I learned to work. Sayonara. [Haha.]
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| Distracting, reacting, against my will... |
[17 Jun 2003|10:23am] |
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Krwlin - Linkin Park |
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It rained two times this morning. It felt so good to run in the rain. Refreshing.
Summer school was all right. Nothing's new. But I played this basketball game I've never heard of before called 'knock-out'. The boys were polite enough to invite us to play. I suck at all sports.
I haven't been using my digital camera for a long time now... a couple of weeks already. I need to go out and take photos of anything, something, it feels nice when doing photography.
 Maharet
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| And if I fall, will you be there to catch me? |
[16 Jun 2003|10:58am] |
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Untitled - Finch |
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I played basketball today. I haven't played in months. I don't do sports, I watch them. I made some baskets as well, which surprised me. I made crack jokes about joining the basketball team, yeah, right.
Some girl from summer school was crossing the street from McDonald's to Sacred Hearts Academy (next to our school) and was hit by a car. She didn't wait for the walking sign. Dumbass. She fell, but then she got up and ran away from the scene. Now the school officials are looking for this girl or anyone who saw her. I didn't. But it's hella funny. This is why people invented the crossing signs.
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