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Archives, etc.
Adventures, etc.
Photos, etc.
Doodles, etc.
Others, etc.
 I love Steve, Pepperridge Farms Goldfish, bubble-wrap, shrimp crackers, Marché's dill sauce grilled salmon mushroom pasta, cinnamon hearts, candy canes, swivel chairs on wheels, blueberries, instant noodles, icecream, the new-car smell, the Sharpie smell, blue, black, red, Canada, my family, my friends, staying up late, sleeping in, doodling and drawing random pictures, kiwis, dark chocolate, Tim Horton's Ice-Caps, cats, dogs, birds of paradise, Spongebob, Coffee Crisp, my long-lost knife, floating in pools, the smell of pool chlorine, skating, ice, snow, winter, snow days, pens, my scanner, my stuffed animals, my room, my red pants, my red fingerless gloves, the neighbourhood demon-cat, chocolate chip cookies, etc.
Books
Expendable [James Alan Gardner]
Dead Romance [Lawrence Miles]
The Colony [Rob Grant]
The Free Lunch [Spider Robinson]
The Pigman [Paul Zindel]
Losing Joe's Place [Gordon Korman]
Happiness (TM) [Will Ferguson]
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Friday, January 14, 2005 09:25 p.m.
So I was readin' MOE's blog just a few minutes ago.
So anyway, I don't care if I have to do the most disgusting job ever. If I get money, and if I'm NOT the black sheep of the family, I don't care anymore.
I don't particularly care if I do become the black sheep of the family... but if we replace "and if I'm NOT", etc. with "and if I have some measure of stability in my life", then amen, sister! *breaks out into a lively choir-type song*
Tuesday, November 16, 2004 12:20 a.m.
I would like to inform you (who? D.d) that this blog will sink deeper into abandonment with the existance of this silly new lj. Yes, I've finally caved in. :(
Wednesday, October 20, 2004 09:04 p.m.
*snickers*
P.S. Steve, I love you!
Wednesday, September 22, 2004 11:46 p.m.
As per Aky's request, I am updating. So.... school's started. Wanna hear my schedule? Okay.
FIRST PERIOD: Physics with Hayward. He tells great stories, and I'm doing alright in physics so far, I think, other than the usual bunch of careless mistakes on labs/quizes that I make. Today Julia showed me a bendy pencil. It's so awesome, I'm going to buy a whole bunch, and maybe send some to Steve, too.
SECOND PERIOD: AP Biology with Sullivan. We have 11 people in our class. It's Sally, Spencer, Wally, Yell, Arthur, JonA, Dorothy (from yearbook/grade 11), Erica Fong, Chow, Joan, and I. Mr. Sullivan has good stories, too, duh. It is a fun class ^_^
LUNCH: Lunch is great, because I get to eat, but it sucks because I have to wear my shoes. While I was walking down the stairs one day last week, I almost tripped on my heel and.. yes, it was scary. I have first lunch all this semester, which is very crowded.
THIRD PERIOD: AP Chemistry with VanGinneken. Same people as in biology, except minus Dorothy, and plus Bion and Kelvin (Wally's friend..? Mr. Van likes to make fun of him and give him a hard time). Compared to the biology and physics class, the chemistry room has the dirtiest floors. And when we do labs, I wear my shoes. Chemistry alternates from being my best friend to raping me up the ass every so often this year.
FOURTH PERIOD: Computer Science with Sczcygielski. Well.. MOE's in my class :D And... yes. It's a lovely cycle of desperate confusion and brief, temporary enlightenment in that class. As such, I'm still not completely sure if it's a horrible mistake or an easy credit yet. I mean, hey, I got two things marked, and above ninety on both of them... so that's a good sign, right? Right?
EXTRAS: The usual crowd, BATCO, yearbook, AP calculus is starting up next month... Plus, I've a pharmacy job for three hours each Friday, and I'm tutoring a lovely niner named Alex in French (I.. have to read up on my old notes), English, and Science, at five bucks a pop. Everyone is telling me I'm undercharging (or "under-prostituting" myself, as Tim says..), but, well, it's hard to explain. I don't mind.
Now I am going to bed. Tomorrow's tomorrow is a PA day, and I plan to spend all day at home catching up on stuff and sitting in front of my computer.
Friday, August 27, 2004 02:49 p.m.
Honestly. Achewood. One of the best webcomics ever. I mean, can you name any other webcomics which put up recipes for Beer Can Chicken? Or Neapolitan Shooters? Read it. Read it NOW.
Friday, August 6, 2004 08:06 a.m.
Once again! Summer is slipping away! And, once again, I'm going to say to myself, "Maybe next summer!" Man, I hope I at least get to swim in Aky's pool before the summer's over... D.d
Monday, July 19, 2004 09:06 p.m.
I was going to bitch about my day, and how working at the camp is.. feh. But first, two knock-knock jokes I was told today:
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Why did the chicken cross the road?
...Why did the chicken cross the road.. who?
Because he stepped on a pie! Hahahahahaha!
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Orange.
Orange who?
Orange.
Orange who?
Orange.
Orange who?
You're an orange! Hahahahahahaha!
Anyway, crappy day, blah blah, I had to clean up red sparkles that were everywhere and they wouldn't go away, and Elijah kept kicking me because he's a brat, and Branden threw a tantrum because he didn't know how to play lacrosse, and there's a new boy called Jaspa, and yeah.
And on Saturday, Aky and I went to see Andrew and Mark and Ben in Stouffville. Stuff ensued, and I am tired of typing now.
Thursday, July 15, 2004 09:59 p.m.
Hmm.. I'm confused about everything at the moment. I mean everything in general. Like... neh! My mind is like murky swamp water. Or pea soup. Appealing, no?
In other news, life is going about its course slowly. Time passes slowly. Except I look back, and go, "Holy crap! 25% of summer over!" And.. neh!
Just settled into my new routine for the next two weeks: work at the camp Monday to Friday, excluding Wednesdays, when I go to the pharmacy. I don't know which I prefer. On one hand, there are less people at the pharmacy, but on the other hand, there are less people at the pharmacy, you know? I'm leaning a bit towards the camp, anyway, because it's more familiar. I recognize lots of kids from last year, and they recognize me, which is good. They're good kids, really, most of the time. Anyway, both places tire me out. My legs hurt from today, from walking around the island, and from wading in freezing Lake Ontario water, and from carrying a huge bag of toys (half of which were grossly inappropriate for the beach/petting zoo setting), and from carrying tired little kids who walk too slow and make us miss the ferry back.
P.S. I love a beautiful boy who makes me smile. Wow. That was a tad sappy, but it had to be said.
Sunday, July 11, 2004 07:12 p.m.
I used to be self-sufficient. Man, what happened?

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Friends, etc.
Aky.
Arthur.
Chow.
Jessica.
Laura.
MOE.
our damn page.
PACErs Collective.
Sally.
Steve.
Tim.
Yell.
Fun, etc.
achewood.
basilflint.
bobthesquirrel.
boasas.
boxjam.
checkerboard.
choppingblock.
countsheep.
crfh.
despair.
deviant.
dieselsweeties.
dragontails.
engrish.
filibuster.
hemanlj.
homestarrunner.
iancomix.
labgoats.
leasticoulddo.
maddox.
malevole.
meninhats.
missdynamite.
patches.
peanutgallery.
penny arcade.
ripeville.
sixsixfive.
weebl's stuff.
whiteninja.
wigu.
wilt.
zug.
I hate taking pills, mosquitos, stuffy rooms, overhead projectors, mud and nasty pebble grit, wearing shorts, wobbly desks, yams, centipedes, mosquitos, drying my hair, Chinese mushrooms, shrimp, crab, seaweed, sushi, doing homework, intense sunlight reflected off snow, my swimming goggles fogging up, the smell of roses when I'm hungry, being late, the school's toilet paper, bibliographies, losing things, having both feet fall asleep, wearing skirts or dresses, wearing high heels, walking down stairs in high heels while being pushed along by an exiting crowd, sweltering hot summer days, melted snow, walking through slush, makeup, etc.

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