CHORDGASM!!!! Actually, there is no music playing so I am having no chordgasms. However that is the only word that comes to mind when thinking about the crazy CCPA field trip of AWESEMITY!!!
ok, so yes, Me and Jen had ridiculous amounts of fun the whole day and were like we should hang out more. Which we totally should. On the bus ride home, we were playing charades with Gareth, Julia, and this random guy from Woodlands named Josh Madge. His new name is Dr. Zoidberg. Because we decreed it. He took the news surprisingly well, despite non-theatre-ness... This guy was super good at hip hop dancing! He told us he'd never taken any lessons anywhere ever, and yet, when we looked in on the hip hop warm-up, led by the studly one, he was basically doing the whole dance perfectly after seeing it once! Granted it was easy stuff, but I definitely couldn't have picked it up that fast! So he was super cool.
I suppose I should answer some of the questions posed on the last post about this field trip...Jen the fact that Dr. Zoidberg rides a motorcycle is TRES COOL, and would make me want to jump him, except for the fact that my boy ALSO can ride motorcycles, and would if he owned one. Amay, I don't have a job yet, but I have a job interview on Sunday at A+W, which is cool. However, if you feel like tickling your boss until he calls me, that's ok, too!!! And that's all I can say until D block cause I have a class now, but suiffice to say, THERE WILL BE MORE TO READ!!!! I promise you...
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Thursday, April 21, 2005
supah tired.
yep. So I have found the place where I am going to go when I die. Yes, I have found heaven. It is called The Canadian College of the Performing Arts and it is held in a church. That's why it's heaven.
Yesterday was the super-incredible-mondo-fantabulouso field trip to CCPA in Victoria. It's right smack in the middle of Oak Bay, just a few blocks down from Oak Bay High School. CARAZAY! I swear the students were--breath-taking. Absolutely awe-inspiring. And the most incredible thing is that this is something I could aspire to! I could be THAT!
So we got there, and watched a ballet warm-up, which was crazy. There were quite a few grerat girls, a few meh ones and quite a few studly boys who weren't that fabulous. But it was ok, cause they were in a ballet class. That makes it ALL better!
Then we went upstairs to this gigantically wonderful studio that looked like a freaking gym. It was huge. There, we watched a warm-up hiphop class with a very attractive teacher. There will be more about this attractive teacher later in the post...hee hee! They were super great. The guy was practicing this combo, and then once the class had the combo down, he just kind of busted out for a couple seconds, worked more of it out, then taught it to the class. I swear, they were doing it perfectly after five minutes. SUPER CRAZY!!!! And the best thing was, it was SUPER EASY HIP HOP! Like easier than what Welly dance used to do! crazy crazy crazy!
Then we had a huge discussion led by Morganna! Yay! I can't remember if it was before that, or after, but we went downstairs to this lounge and watched a movay about the CCPA. Then we went back upstairs and watched more practice, but this was actual practice for their show on the weekend. They were doing a review of a bunch of different shows, one of which was West Side Story. They were doing this fantastic couples dance. Halfway through the director "freezed" them, and they all froze in this position with their arms above their heads and their hands kind of hooked out and downwards. The guys were supposed to have their heads tucked against their right arms, and super-excellent hip hop instructor was in a position right in front of where I was sitting. He was scolding the guys around him to tuck their heads in, and somone was like, "He looks like he's smelling his armpit" and I couldn't control myself, I was like, "He likes it." And he turned around and glanced at me laughing. It was great!
Then we had lunch, where I went with Gareth Jen Schaper and Julia from Musica Man and Copa and we wandered the streets of Oak Bay looking for munchies. We found thi8s cute little deli where they ordered bagels, and breakfast croissants, and I made messes with my pita from 711. It was tres fun.
Me and Jen had this great time all day long. On both bus rides we were just hanging out the whole time, and making each other laugh hysterically. She was like, "Why don't we hang out more" and I honestly didn't know. It was great.
....the bell just rang, so I'll continue this later.
Yesterday was the super-incredible-mondo-fantabulouso field trip to CCPA in Victoria. It's right smack in the middle of Oak Bay, just a few blocks down from Oak Bay High School. CARAZAY! I swear the students were--breath-taking. Absolutely awe-inspiring. And the most incredible thing is that this is something I could aspire to! I could be THAT!
So we got there, and watched a ballet warm-up, which was crazy. There were quite a few grerat girls, a few meh ones and quite a few studly boys who weren't that fabulous. But it was ok, cause they were in a ballet class. That makes it ALL better!
Then we went upstairs to this gigantically wonderful studio that looked like a freaking gym. It was huge. There, we watched a warm-up hiphop class with a very attractive teacher. There will be more about this attractive teacher later in the post...hee hee! They were super great. The guy was practicing this combo, and then once the class had the combo down, he just kind of busted out for a couple seconds, worked more of it out, then taught it to the class. I swear, they were doing it perfectly after five minutes. SUPER CRAZY!!!! And the best thing was, it was SUPER EASY HIP HOP! Like easier than what Welly dance used to do! crazy crazy crazy!
Then we had a huge discussion led by Morganna! Yay! I can't remember if it was before that, or after, but we went downstairs to this lounge and watched a movay about the CCPA. Then we went back upstairs and watched more practice, but this was actual practice for their show on the weekend. They were doing a review of a bunch of different shows, one of which was West Side Story. They were doing this fantastic couples dance. Halfway through the director "freezed" them, and they all froze in this position with their arms above their heads and their hands kind of hooked out and downwards. The guys were supposed to have their heads tucked against their right arms, and super-excellent hip hop instructor was in a position right in front of where I was sitting. He was scolding the guys around him to tuck their heads in, and somone was like, "He looks like he's smelling his armpit" and I couldn't control myself, I was like, "He likes it." And he turned around and glanced at me laughing. It was great!
Then we had lunch, where I went with Gareth Jen Schaper and Julia from Musica Man and Copa and we wandered the streets of Oak Bay looking for munchies. We found thi8s cute little deli where they ordered bagels, and breakfast croissants, and I made messes with my pita from 711. It was tres fun.
Me and Jen had this great time all day long. On both bus rides we were just hanging out the whole time, and making each other laugh hysterically. She was like, "Why don't we hang out more" and I honestly didn't know. It was great.
....the bell just rang, so I'll continue this later.
Friday, April 15, 2005
blub
This period of time is unhappy. Very unhappy.
First, all my good news. My interview with the Theatre Diploma program director is on the 21st during B block. exciting! The other day, I went and applied for a job at nine different places. Today, I might print off a ton more resumes and go job hunting up at Woodgrove, cause I didn't the last time. I pretty much went jobhunting from Country Club south. So there's a whole other end of Nanaimo still to apply at! Carazay. I shall go and harrass the places I've already applied at tomorrow. Anybody got any ideas about how to do that, cause I'm not exactly sure. I'm getting a B in Bio, and I think a C in English. Film and TV isn't even worth talking about. I may be dropping it. I won't lower my GPA because Mr. Sinclair is too lazy to mark things, and leaves the burden of determining student's marks with their group evaluation. Mom's convinced that she should go on the rampage, but frankly, I don't care. I want to be out of that class.
Bad news now. It is so fucking difficult to find a house with a nine hundred a month maximum with two dogs. Yesterday, (in the midst of finding out I was getting kicked out of Film adn TV) I pretty much broke down in the counselor's office because we're getting evicted on the 22, Mom is too busy fighting Moni for the damage deposit to spend anytime looking for a house, which puts that burden on me, plus I HAVE to find a job before we move out, because I have to share rent with Mom. Literally, there is no getting around it. A lot of parents say to their teenagers, you have to start paying rent soon, just to get them to move out. But Mom didn't even ask. I actually, literally have no choice. Paying rent is in my near future, or I will be homeless. I am trying to get Sean to come share a place with us, cause he's making some considerable coin at a place he really enjoys working at. I think it's a great idea, but he's gonna have a job convincing his Mom of that. For that matter, MY Mom isn't too impressed with the idea either. There is one place in the paper that has three bedrooms and allows dogs, but it's a grand a month. I dunno how likely it'll be that I can afford five hundred a month just for rent, which is why I am trying to convince Mom to let Sean move in with us.
Anyways, I am sick and tired of complaining, so I'm going to go check my email. Or...something.
First, all my good news. My interview with the Theatre Diploma program director is on the 21st during B block. exciting! The other day, I went and applied for a job at nine different places. Today, I might print off a ton more resumes and go job hunting up at Woodgrove, cause I didn't the last time. I pretty much went jobhunting from Country Club south. So there's a whole other end of Nanaimo still to apply at! Carazay. I shall go and harrass the places I've already applied at tomorrow. Anybody got any ideas about how to do that, cause I'm not exactly sure. I'm getting a B in Bio, and I think a C in English. Film and TV isn't even worth talking about. I may be dropping it. I won't lower my GPA because Mr. Sinclair is too lazy to mark things, and leaves the burden of determining student's marks with their group evaluation. Mom's convinced that she should go on the rampage, but frankly, I don't care. I want to be out of that class.
Bad news now. It is so fucking difficult to find a house with a nine hundred a month maximum with two dogs. Yesterday, (in the midst of finding out I was getting kicked out of Film adn TV) I pretty much broke down in the counselor's office because we're getting evicted on the 22, Mom is too busy fighting Moni for the damage deposit to spend anytime looking for a house, which puts that burden on me, plus I HAVE to find a job before we move out, because I have to share rent with Mom. Literally, there is no getting around it. A lot of parents say to their teenagers, you have to start paying rent soon, just to get them to move out. But Mom didn't even ask. I actually, literally have no choice. Paying rent is in my near future, or I will be homeless. I am trying to get Sean to come share a place with us, cause he's making some considerable coin at a place he really enjoys working at. I think it's a great idea, but he's gonna have a job convincing his Mom of that. For that matter, MY Mom isn't too impressed with the idea either. There is one place in the paper that has three bedrooms and allows dogs, but it's a grand a month. I dunno how likely it'll be that I can afford five hundred a month just for rent, which is why I am trying to convince Mom to let Sean move in with us.
Anyways, I am sick and tired of complaining, so I'm going to go check my email. Or...something.
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
I don't know what to do...
Ok, I had assumed my grad fees were paid for, right? Sherayna was nice enough in the beginning of the year to write out a check for the full $233. For some fucked up, only-could-happen-to-me reason, the fucking check just decided not to go through. Mrs. Peace wouldn't tell me if it bounced, or what, but apparently it didn't pay for what it said it would pay for. Which mean, I have to come up with $233 before the end of the year.
Now, that isn't the end of it. Yesterday, my Mom's truck got broken into, and a bunch of stuff was stolen. Right after that, we were served with a fucking eviction notice from Moni's pathetic little worm of a property manager, who kept trying to insist that he had nothing to do with us, and that he was only doing Moni a favor. Lets just say I expressed my displeasure with him to his face, and with NO doubt of my true feelings. Basically, the jist of it was that despite no communication between Moni and my Mom as to what rental arrangement we would take for the month of April, they just assumed we would pay our rent, and because we didn't cause we didn't know what to do, they are evicting up, PLUS slapping with an unspecified $300 utilities bill, which is BULLSHIT. I shall explain. We have to pay our own hydro, andour bill is run enormously up, because Moni has heavy machinery, AND computers running everyday in OUR basement, which is not only against the terms of our rental agreement (that the basement would be retained for storage purposes), but is also harrassment of us, because our guard dogs go insane at people coming in and out of our house all the time, and they leave things on, that are so incredibly loud that I can hear it in my room, disturbing our sleep, plus they leave the lights and computer running allt he time, which means we are paying for their employees laziness!
So basically, we are getting thrown out of our house on the twenty second, and the only rental properties we would have any hope of being able to pay for either will not allow dogs, or have already been rented. And you wanna know why they've already been rented? Because everytime I call that fucking company (Ardent Properties) they either have turned their phone line off, or are using the fax machine. It is just about impossible to get ahold of that fucking company. And God forbid, they should call back any of the millions of messages I left them.
So I ask you, how much worse can my fucking life get?
Now, that isn't the end of it. Yesterday, my Mom's truck got broken into, and a bunch of stuff was stolen. Right after that, we were served with a fucking eviction notice from Moni's pathetic little worm of a property manager, who kept trying to insist that he had nothing to do with us, and that he was only doing Moni a favor. Lets just say I expressed my displeasure with him to his face, and with NO doubt of my true feelings. Basically, the jist of it was that despite no communication between Moni and my Mom as to what rental arrangement we would take for the month of April, they just assumed we would pay our rent, and because we didn't cause we didn't know what to do, they are evicting up, PLUS slapping with an unspecified $300 utilities bill, which is BULLSHIT. I shall explain. We have to pay our own hydro, andour bill is run enormously up, because Moni has heavy machinery, AND computers running everyday in OUR basement, which is not only against the terms of our rental agreement (that the basement would be retained for storage purposes), but is also harrassment of us, because our guard dogs go insane at people coming in and out of our house all the time, and they leave things on, that are so incredibly loud that I can hear it in my room, disturbing our sleep, plus they leave the lights and computer running allt he time, which means we are paying for their employees laziness!
So basically, we are getting thrown out of our house on the twenty second, and the only rental properties we would have any hope of being able to pay for either will not allow dogs, or have already been rented. And you wanna know why they've already been rented? Because everytime I call that fucking company (Ardent Properties) they either have turned their phone line off, or are using the fax machine. It is just about impossible to get ahold of that fucking company. And God forbid, they should call back any of the millions of messages I left them.
So I ask you, how much worse can my fucking life get?
I Wish
I wish I was still a part of you
I wish I didn't say "What?" to every inside joke.
I wish I wasn't told I couldn't laugh, cause I wasn't there.
I wish I knew what your plans were.
I wish I was included in those plans.
I wish you hadn't changed.
I wish you didn't think the things about me you do.
I wish you would acknowledge my right to have other friends, too.
I wish you would stop making fun of me.
I wish you would stop making excuses, and tell me the truth.
I wish you still wanted me around.
I wish you supported my goals.
I wish you liked me more than people I barely know.
I wish it was still the truth to call you my best friend. I wish I knew what you were thinking when you read this.
I wish I didn't say "What?" to every inside joke.
I wish I wasn't told I couldn't laugh, cause I wasn't there.
I wish I knew what your plans were.
I wish I was included in those plans.
I wish you hadn't changed.
I wish you didn't think the things about me you do.
I wish you would acknowledge my right to have other friends, too.
I wish you would stop making fun of me.
I wish you would stop making excuses, and tell me the truth.
I wish you still wanted me around.
I wish you supported my goals.
I wish you liked me more than people I barely know.
I wish it was still the truth to call you my best friend. I wish I knew what you were thinking when you read this.
Friday, April 08, 2005
holy crudmuffins, Batman!
wow, take a look a these! Brad is insane, and now I want to go to Hawaii more than ANYTHING!
Why I Want Prom to Die
I am not looking forward to prom. Despite the lovely yellow dress being made for me, despite my mom finally spending some actual money on me (buying my make up, paying for my hair), despite how gorgeous my wonderful boy is going to look.
If you read Barbara's blog, she is having a hell of a time with her Barsby friends (or not-so-friends, you might think, if you consider their views) and her prom after party. It's looking like they are going to boycott it simply because Dovers and Wellies will be there. Which I am starting to see a major debacle in, because as you prolly know, Laura McNought is also having a prom after party, which is Dovers only. But the remainder of Collective plus Gareth are all attending Dover prom, which means they'll prolly be invited to Laura's prom. Which means they probably won't attend Barb's. So Barbara won't have her Barsbies, won't have Collective, and I will have seen no one who I really really want to spend prom night with (save Sean, Barbara, and Llowyn) all night.
So this is making me worried for Barbara's feelings come prom night, and also feel majorly sorry for myself. I don't want my senior prom to be awful, but that's the way it's looking. Not only all of that, but I feel majorly unprepared; my dress is not even close to finished (the actual satin panels haven't even been cut out yet), Mom can't buy me any make-up until the twentieth, which means a minimum of practicing, I don't even know if she can afford the rest of the cost of my hair ($40; how sad is that?), I don't have a ride, I haven't bought Sean's ticket yet, I have no money for after-party goodies. There is no way I'll find work, AND get paid before prom. I am super fucked. I'm prolly gonna end up carpooling to prom in a minivan just like last year, with no friends to hang out with the whole night. And I'll look like crap because Estetica will probably refuse to do my hair cause Mom won't be able to pay, plus I'll have done my own crappy fucking make up. I am NOT looking forward to this.
This was a big self-pity trip. But honestly, I don't know what to do, given that half my friends have no intention of seeing me prom night, plus I am entirely unprepared.
If you read Barbara's blog, she is having a hell of a time with her Barsby friends (or not-so-friends, you might think, if you consider their views) and her prom after party. It's looking like they are going to boycott it simply because Dovers and Wellies will be there. Which I am starting to see a major debacle in, because as you prolly know, Laura McNought is also having a prom after party, which is Dovers only. But the remainder of Collective plus Gareth are all attending Dover prom, which means they'll prolly be invited to Laura's prom. Which means they probably won't attend Barb's. So Barbara won't have her Barsbies, won't have Collective, and I will have seen no one who I really really want to spend prom night with (save Sean, Barbara, and Llowyn) all night.
So this is making me worried for Barbara's feelings come prom night, and also feel majorly sorry for myself. I don't want my senior prom to be awful, but that's the way it's looking. Not only all of that, but I feel majorly unprepared; my dress is not even close to finished (the actual satin panels haven't even been cut out yet), Mom can't buy me any make-up until the twentieth, which means a minimum of practicing, I don't even know if she can afford the rest of the cost of my hair ($40; how sad is that?), I don't have a ride, I haven't bought Sean's ticket yet, I have no money for after-party goodies. There is no way I'll find work, AND get paid before prom. I am super fucked. I'm prolly gonna end up carpooling to prom in a minivan just like last year, with no friends to hang out with the whole night. And I'll look like crap because Estetica will probably refuse to do my hair cause Mom won't be able to pay, plus I'll have done my own crappy fucking make up. I am NOT looking forward to this.
This was a big self-pity trip. But honestly, I don't know what to do, given that half my friends have no intention of seeing me prom night, plus I am entirely unprepared.
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
twould seem I have been on a prolonged absence, twouldn't it?
so I have. and I actually have no idea what I'm going to write in this post because in addition to not having a computer, or much access to one, my life is also super boring.
I do have opne or two things to say, however. Firstly, my life in a respectably interesting home is coming to an end. We were supposed to be out of the house by April 1st--and it's the fifth. So, we're kind of living in our house illegally right now! lol! but whatever. Mom may have found a place we could rent if the facking service would ever return our calls. Unfortunately, it's a dump. Worse than our old place somehow... Put it this way it's like fivehundred feet square, it has a kitchen, two teeny bedrooms, a bathroom, and a living--space. Not really even a room, except that it is. I just don't consider it big enough to call a room. It's like two feet wider on each wall than Quinn's famed mini-house. How pathetic. Thus comes to an end, the era of the Pinto-parties.
On a happier note, I am the smartest person EVER!!!! I missed every class of Bio in the first week back from Spring Break, and all of that was like this major section of the DNA unit, which everybody (except Courtenay) is saying is the hardest ever! So, yesterday, my first day back at Bio, I got all the material I'd missed. And it seriously blew my mind! I copied all the notes from Gator, and I understood NOTHING! It was a bunch of black and blue gibberish on a photocopied page. I was doomed!
But then today, I got Courtenay to explain as much as she could before class, and then copied down quite a bit of the review sheet answers first thing. After reading a bunch of that stuff over and over again, I started to get it! So I did all the old quizzes, I'd missed, and had a minimum of trouble with them!!! By the end of the class, I was mostly able to complete the quiz that the rest of the class was doing at the same time with NO trouble!!! How cool is that? There's like three things that I need to read up on to be completely ok with the subject matter. I'm missing the test day because of a choir trip, so Mrs. Rodgers said that I could do the test Thursday after school, with study periods during lunch today and Thursday. By that time, anything I DON';T knwo now will so be understandable by Thursday!!! Awesome!
I have nothing else to say. Actually that's a lie. I still have SO MANY errands to do by the end of this week. It totally sucks, cause everything I've had to do so far, I've completed pretty easily, but I still have so much to do. I have to set up an interview with the Theatre Diploma program director at Mal U, which terrifies me, I have to somehow prove to Mal U, that I'm getting at least a C in English by Friday, without having had gotten a single report card. I have my teeth bleaching appointment tonight, which sucks cause I hate trips to the dentist. It's made easier by Andre, who is awesome, and Sean's Mom Bonnie, who is also awesome. But it is stil;l not the most pleasant activity.
Ok, I am boring. I am going to go talk to Mr. Johnson, and find out how many theory hours I need. To not continue failing CAPP. buh bye.
I do have opne or two things to say, however. Firstly, my life in a respectably interesting home is coming to an end. We were supposed to be out of the house by April 1st--and it's the fifth. So, we're kind of living in our house illegally right now! lol! but whatever. Mom may have found a place we could rent if the facking service would ever return our calls. Unfortunately, it's a dump. Worse than our old place somehow... Put it this way it's like fivehundred feet square, it has a kitchen, two teeny bedrooms, a bathroom, and a living--space. Not really even a room, except that it is. I just don't consider it big enough to call a room. It's like two feet wider on each wall than Quinn's famed mini-house. How pathetic. Thus comes to an end, the era of the Pinto-parties.
On a happier note, I am the smartest person EVER!!!! I missed every class of Bio in the first week back from Spring Break, and all of that was like this major section of the DNA unit, which everybody (except Courtenay) is saying is the hardest ever! So, yesterday, my first day back at Bio, I got all the material I'd missed. And it seriously blew my mind! I copied all the notes from Gator, and I understood NOTHING! It was a bunch of black and blue gibberish on a photocopied page. I was doomed!
But then today, I got Courtenay to explain as much as she could before class, and then copied down quite a bit of the review sheet answers first thing. After reading a bunch of that stuff over and over again, I started to get it! So I did all the old quizzes, I'd missed, and had a minimum of trouble with them!!! By the end of the class, I was mostly able to complete the quiz that the rest of the class was doing at the same time with NO trouble!!! How cool is that? There's like three things that I need to read up on to be completely ok with the subject matter. I'm missing the test day because of a choir trip, so Mrs. Rodgers said that I could do the test Thursday after school, with study periods during lunch today and Thursday. By that time, anything I DON';T knwo now will so be understandable by Thursday!!! Awesome!
I have nothing else to say. Actually that's a lie. I still have SO MANY errands to do by the end of this week. It totally sucks, cause everything I've had to do so far, I've completed pretty easily, but I still have so much to do. I have to set up an interview with the Theatre Diploma program director at Mal U, which terrifies me, I have to somehow prove to Mal U, that I'm getting at least a C in English by Friday, without having had gotten a single report card. I have my teeth bleaching appointment tonight, which sucks cause I hate trips to the dentist. It's made easier by Andre, who is awesome, and Sean's Mom Bonnie, who is also awesome. But it is stil;l not the most pleasant activity.
Ok, I am boring. I am going to go talk to Mr. Johnson, and find out how many theory hours I need. To not continue failing CAPP. buh bye.
Friday, March 18, 2005
long email of lifeness
Ok, I wrote this email to my ex-sister-in-law, because she was kind of out-of-touch with me, and wanted an update on my life. I thought it was actually a really good summary of the way things have been going lately, so I've decided to post it. Sorry, things get kind of redundant, cause I know all of you know all lot of the things I've talked about in there. Perhaps this just explains it better.
I know, I'm really sorry about that. Getting on computer has been really difficult lately, because Sherayna dislikes paying bills (*eyes rolling*), and we no longer have internet. I've really been neglecting my emails, and what I've been concentrating on, when I'm on computer is turning into a huge debacle.
And by debacle, I mean Blogger can suck some major ass. Especially when people you don't know post hurtful spiteful things. For the past couple of months, there've been these really awful people posting cruddy comments on everybody's blogs, among my circle of friends. It's created a really stressful tone on everyone's blogs, which I hate, because it's almost like a form of censorship, in my opinion. We no longer feel like we can post about anything anymore, because if we do, we'll be persecuted for it It's really discouraging. And the kicker is, these people are so morally undeveloped that they don't evwen have the balls to leave their own name. It's really pissing me off. Of course, they probably aren't leaving their names, because they know that my boyfriend will, undoubtably kick the ever-living shit out of them. But that's another subject. And for once, I condone. I despise people who are4 so blindly cruel like that. They are so unbelieveably needing to be killed in their sleep, and removed from the gene pool. People of that moral caliber Are what's wrong with this world.
So that is one reason why I have been so neglectful of things lately. Another reason is that, graduating is KILLING MY BRAIN!!!!!! I have applied for every single scholarhsip I possibly could, plus I have been goiung crazy catching up on documentation stuff. I am now the proud owner of a brith certificate!!! :D lol! I know, I am a loser, but it seriously took me so long, and so much hassle to get the fucking thing. I swear, DO NOT go through Welfare,if you need to get any documentation of existence at all. It is too important to trust to those jerk-offs. And if you do, insist that they fax it before your very eyes, if only to insure that it gets faxed. Because I am NEVER EVER EVER EVER goin to wait nine months for a document imperative to my living ever again. I swear, it's just easier to not eat for a couple days and pay the twenty bucks and send the application yourself. Because Welfare is USELESS. But I finally did get it,. adn I sent off my application for a SIN card the next day. So within four weeks, it ought to be legal for me to work in Canada, finally! Every single plan I've ever made just seems so much more reachable now, and only for having gotten one document. It's sad how much it encouraged me.
Speaking of which, I don't think I've told you about any of my big plans lately! But I think I shall, because although I know you'll have some good constructive criticism for me, I also think you'll support me in this (which I'll admit, almost none of my firends here, do, seriously, go here: http://funwithpinto.blogspot.com/2005/02/charlotte-mantta.html#comments; 71 fucking comments on how all my plans are useless, and I'll be on Wlefare for the rest of my life. this episode was crazy! btw, The True Anonymous, and em-eukal, and Sun-Rape, are the cruel assholes I was telling you about).
Ok, my crazy plans are these: Sean and I were talking, and hetold me about this idea, his mom had about what she would think my career should be. And according to Sean's Mom, she thinks me and him should open a Ma and Pa pet store!!! We both love pets of all kinds, and I swear, since her saying thatm, we've spent at least half our time together in a bloody pet store!!! We both are now the proud ownewrs of one dog (Ahrodie), one cat (Charlotte; she's a beautiful long-haired Himalayan) and two lovebirds (VeeVee, and Cocoa). We love them all so much, and we are planning on getting more. We've discussed the idea of the pet store, and one thing that we would both really enjoy doing, pertaining to this business plan, is breed our own dogs, and birds for it. So that spawned the idea of having a breeding farm, but we agreed that we wanted it to be on our own property. We wanted to live with the animals we raised. So we were discussing what kind of house we'd need, and Sean mentioned really liking the house we live in now, but it would need to be modified, and built somewhere out in the country. So, I drew up a set of plans, of our house (the one that you stayed at at Hallowe-en; same one), and incorporated everything we wanted to change about my house (eg, addition of a sunroom, off the living room, bigger basement, nicer master bedroom, and extend the outer walls a few feet, so we had more room), and we've discussed it. I'll probably change a few more things about it, but Sean has the plans, so I can't until I get them back.
So, pertaining to everything, we'd need to start this business, we made a list of things we'd need to do. These include getting bredding, and kenneling licenses, a business lisence, and a loan to cover start-up costs. We started thinking about the loan (and quite a few in-depth financial conversations with my mom, the queen of budgeting), decided that we needed much collateral for this loan. Now Sean already owns a car, which is considered collateral by most banks, but the problem is, it's a liquid asset, which means it's hard to sell, plus owning it doesn't make you moeny, it costs you more money that you might earn in selling it. So we decided that we needed lots more collateral.
Enter the most exciting moment I've ever had in my entire life, lol! Me and Mom were at the Sally Ann, one day, cause they werehaving a fifty percent off sale. While we were there we saw Andrew, and his new girlfriend (you remember Andrew; used to date Yanci). Well, they were buying a couch, and since we had the truck, they asked if we could run the couch up to his house for them, so we agreed. We got to Andrew's house, adn he gave us this tour. He lives in these townhomes down on ninth street (WAY WAY WAY south, in the southern-most part of Harewood) called the Highland Wood. And his house was really really cool, and townhouses go. You entered on one level, which was this mudroom, with closets, and spaces for freezers and such. Then you went up a few steps, and you were in the living area. There was a living room, dining room, kitchen, powder room, and entrance to a back patio. Then you went up another few steps to a storey above the mudroom. This had a nice spacious hallway nook type thing, and two bedrooms on either side. These bedrooms had fiteen foot ceilings, and one had a balcony. Then you went up another few steps to the storey above the living area, and it was another two bedrooms, with lower ceilings, and a full bath. So it was quite a nice townhome, and I cold see myself living there. So I asked Andrew what he was paying for it, and he said: $800 a month. So that's pretty good, but then--oh man! Then he was like, "guess what? that's MORTGAGE, not rent!!!!" and I was like WHAAATTTT????? You freaking own this place for eight hundred a month!!!!! Jeebas!!!
I was so incredibly excited!!! So then I just went nuts, I started figuring a monthly income, with me on minimum wage, and Sean working minimum wage in roofing (which is nine an hour), and even on minimum wage, it is possible!!! For me to go to college, pay off a student loan, and us to be mortgaging this townhouse for eight hundred a month!!! It would take us ten years to pay off the house! I figured a bunch of the contingencies, and such, but the great thing is, the mortgage on this place is the collateral we'd need!!!! So halfway through our mortgage, once we're making good money, NOT just minimum wage, we'd move out, rent it out (which basically pays off the mortgage all by itself, with revenue if we charge more per month than the mortgage is), move into another place, and get our business loan right there!!! We could own our own business, and home by the time we're thirty!!!! Isn't that insane???!!!
Well, those are my plans, anyways. We aren't focusing on them right now, but they are lying in stasis, just waiting for some significant income. btw, I forgot. On minimum wage, with NO help from any of our parents or loans, we can make a ten thousand downpayment in one year, each paying four hundred a month to save for it. So that's basically our plans right now. Even if we moved out at the end of my school year,and were both living on minimum wage, we could pay rent, and save up six to eight hundred dollars a month for downpayment. It is so incredibly possible!!!! And I'm loving it!!!
Well, back to my actual life (lol!), that is where all the blog stress has been coming into play. Somehow, my incredible plan has just knocked the socks off of everyone I know,l and some people I don't, and motivated them into trying to shoot my dreams right the hell out of the sky. On the link, I gave you, there are sventy one comments on MY lfe plan. How sad is that? And the whole thing has just escalated into people I don't know leaving cruel, and pointless comments, on every single post I wirte. It is very depressing.
That is what sucks about lately. i;VE BEEN SUFFERING FROM SOME SERIOUS DEPRESSION, AND EXHAUSTION TO BOOT, JUST FROM EVERYTHING i'VE BEEN DEALING WITH. bOTTLING ALL OF MY FRUSTRATON AT STUPID BLOG WHORES, (OOPS, Caps lock!!! meh, I don't feel like changing it, lol!), plus the stress of graduation, and applying for college, and scholarships, plus prom is com,ing up, adn I'm stressing about paying for all of that, plus I have all this dental work to get done. (Sean's Mom is a dental assistant and she has this huge plan to whiten and fix all my teeth before prom--which is in LESS than two months!!!) And because of all this dental work, I have to go to the doctor's. I am just incredibly overloaded. And of course, there's school. (which BTW, I am doing AWESOME in!) and all of it has resulted in depression, and serious exhaustion. Thank God, Spring Break starts tomorrow! I really need it...
Well, I have to go now, I hope that was a good synopsis of my life right now. Feel free to post one of equalling magnitude back, April!
I hope you're life is ok, and say hi to Lily and Quinn for me next time you see them. Love you lots, see ya later!
I know, I'm really sorry about that. Getting on computer has been really difficult lately, because Sherayna dislikes paying bills (*eyes rolling*), and we no longer have internet. I've really been neglecting my emails, and what I've been concentrating on, when I'm on computer is turning into a huge debacle.
And by debacle, I mean Blogger can suck some major ass. Especially when people you don't know post hurtful spiteful things. For the past couple of months, there've been these really awful people posting cruddy comments on everybody's blogs, among my circle of friends. It's created a really stressful tone on everyone's blogs, which I hate, because it's almost like a form of censorship, in my opinion. We no longer feel like we can post about anything anymore, because if we do, we'll be persecuted for it It's really discouraging. And the kicker is, these people are so morally undeveloped that they don't evwen have the balls to leave their own name. It's really pissing me off. Of course, they probably aren't leaving their names, because they know that my boyfriend will, undoubtably kick the ever-living shit out of them. But that's another subject. And for once, I condone. I despise people who are4 so blindly cruel like that. They are so unbelieveably needing to be killed in their sleep, and removed from the gene pool. People of that moral caliber Are what's wrong with this world.
So that is one reason why I have been so neglectful of things lately. Another reason is that, graduating is KILLING MY BRAIN!!!!!! I have applied for every single scholarhsip I possibly could, plus I have been goiung crazy catching up on documentation stuff. I am now the proud owner of a brith certificate!!! :D lol! I know, I am a loser, but it seriously took me so long, and so much hassle to get the fucking thing. I swear, DO NOT go through Welfare,if you need to get any documentation of existence at all. It is too important to trust to those jerk-offs. And if you do, insist that they fax it before your very eyes, if only to insure that it gets faxed. Because I am NEVER EVER EVER EVER goin to wait nine months for a document imperative to my living ever again. I swear, it's just easier to not eat for a couple days and pay the twenty bucks and send the application yourself. Because Welfare is USELESS. But I finally did get it,. adn I sent off my application for a SIN card the next day. So within four weeks, it ought to be legal for me to work in Canada, finally! Every single plan I've ever made just seems so much more reachable now, and only for having gotten one document. It's sad how much it encouraged me.
Speaking of which, I don't think I've told you about any of my big plans lately! But I think I shall, because although I know you'll have some good constructive criticism for me, I also think you'll support me in this (which I'll admit, almost none of my firends here, do, seriously, go here: http://funwithpinto.blogspot.com/2005/02/charlotte-mantta.html#comments; 71 fucking comments on how all my plans are useless, and I'll be on Wlefare for the rest of my life. this episode was crazy! btw, The True Anonymous, and em-eukal, and Sun-Rape, are the cruel assholes I was telling you about).
Ok, my crazy plans are these: Sean and I were talking, and hetold me about this idea, his mom had about what she would think my career should be. And according to Sean's Mom, she thinks me and him should open a Ma and Pa pet store!!! We both love pets of all kinds, and I swear, since her saying thatm, we've spent at least half our time together in a bloody pet store!!! We both are now the proud ownewrs of one dog (Ahrodie), one cat (Charlotte; she's a beautiful long-haired Himalayan) and two lovebirds (VeeVee, and Cocoa). We love them all so much, and we are planning on getting more. We've discussed the idea of the pet store, and one thing that we would both really enjoy doing, pertaining to this business plan, is breed our own dogs, and birds for it. So that spawned the idea of having a breeding farm, but we agreed that we wanted it to be on our own property. We wanted to live with the animals we raised. So we were discussing what kind of house we'd need, and Sean mentioned really liking the house we live in now, but it would need to be modified, and built somewhere out in the country. So, I drew up a set of plans, of our house (the one that you stayed at at Hallowe-en; same one), and incorporated everything we wanted to change about my house (eg, addition of a sunroom, off the living room, bigger basement, nicer master bedroom, and extend the outer walls a few feet, so we had more room), and we've discussed it. I'll probably change a few more things about it, but Sean has the plans, so I can't until I get them back.
So, pertaining to everything, we'd need to start this business, we made a list of things we'd need to do. These include getting bredding, and kenneling licenses, a business lisence, and a loan to cover start-up costs. We started thinking about the loan (and quite a few in-depth financial conversations with my mom, the queen of budgeting), decided that we needed much collateral for this loan. Now Sean already owns a car, which is considered collateral by most banks, but the problem is, it's a liquid asset, which means it's hard to sell, plus owning it doesn't make you moeny, it costs you more money that you might earn in selling it. So we decided that we needed lots more collateral.
Enter the most exciting moment I've ever had in my entire life, lol! Me and Mom were at the Sally Ann, one day, cause they werehaving a fifty percent off sale. While we were there we saw Andrew, and his new girlfriend (you remember Andrew; used to date Yanci). Well, they were buying a couch, and since we had the truck, they asked if we could run the couch up to his house for them, so we agreed. We got to Andrew's house, adn he gave us this tour. He lives in these townhomes down on ninth street (WAY WAY WAY south, in the southern-most part of Harewood) called the Highland Wood. And his house was really really cool, and townhouses go. You entered on one level, which was this mudroom, with closets, and spaces for freezers and such. Then you went up a few steps, and you were in the living area. There was a living room, dining room, kitchen, powder room, and entrance to a back patio. Then you went up another few steps to a storey above the mudroom. This had a nice spacious hallway nook type thing, and two bedrooms on either side. These bedrooms had fiteen foot ceilings, and one had a balcony. Then you went up another few steps to the storey above the living area, and it was another two bedrooms, with lower ceilings, and a full bath. So it was quite a nice townhome, and I cold see myself living there. So I asked Andrew what he was paying for it, and he said: $800 a month. So that's pretty good, but then--oh man! Then he was like, "guess what? that's MORTGAGE, not rent!!!!" and I was like WHAAATTTT????? You freaking own this place for eight hundred a month!!!!! Jeebas!!!
I was so incredibly excited!!! So then I just went nuts, I started figuring a monthly income, with me on minimum wage, and Sean working minimum wage in roofing (which is nine an hour), and even on minimum wage, it is possible!!! For me to go to college, pay off a student loan, and us to be mortgaging this townhouse for eight hundred a month!!! It would take us ten years to pay off the house! I figured a bunch of the contingencies, and such, but the great thing is, the mortgage on this place is the collateral we'd need!!!! So halfway through our mortgage, once we're making good money, NOT just minimum wage, we'd move out, rent it out (which basically pays off the mortgage all by itself, with revenue if we charge more per month than the mortgage is), move into another place, and get our business loan right there!!! We could own our own business, and home by the time we're thirty!!!! Isn't that insane???!!!
Well, those are my plans, anyways. We aren't focusing on them right now, but they are lying in stasis, just waiting for some significant income. btw, I forgot. On minimum wage, with NO help from any of our parents or loans, we can make a ten thousand downpayment in one year, each paying four hundred a month to save for it. So that's basically our plans right now. Even if we moved out at the end of my school year,and were both living on minimum wage, we could pay rent, and save up six to eight hundred dollars a month for downpayment. It is so incredibly possible!!!! And I'm loving it!!!
Well, back to my actual life (lol!), that is where all the blog stress has been coming into play. Somehow, my incredible plan has just knocked the socks off of everyone I know,l and some people I don't, and motivated them into trying to shoot my dreams right the hell out of the sky. On the link, I gave you, there are sventy one comments on MY lfe plan. How sad is that? And the whole thing has just escalated into people I don't know leaving cruel, and pointless comments, on every single post I wirte. It is very depressing.
That is what sucks about lately. i;VE BEEN SUFFERING FROM SOME SERIOUS DEPRESSION, AND EXHAUSTION TO BOOT, JUST FROM EVERYTHING i'VE BEEN DEALING WITH. bOTTLING ALL OF MY FRUSTRATON AT STUPID BLOG WHORES, (OOPS, Caps lock!!! meh, I don't feel like changing it, lol!), plus the stress of graduation, and applying for college, and scholarships, plus prom is com,ing up, adn I'm stressing about paying for all of that, plus I have all this dental work to get done. (Sean's Mom is a dental assistant and she has this huge plan to whiten and fix all my teeth before prom--which is in LESS than two months!!!) And because of all this dental work, I have to go to the doctor's. I am just incredibly overloaded. And of course, there's school. (which BTW, I am doing AWESOME in!) and all of it has resulted in depression, and serious exhaustion. Thank God, Spring Break starts tomorrow! I really need it...
Well, I have to go now, I hope that was a good synopsis of my life right now. Feel free to post one of equalling magnitude back, April!
I hope you're life is ok, and say hi to Lily and Quinn for me next time you see them. Love you lots, see ya later!
Thursday, March 17, 2005
Survey from Laura, Brianna, and Barba's Blogs
I AM: sickly and weak
I WILL ALWAYS: hate mushrooms
I MISS: all my friends
I SMELL: not at all.
I CRAVE: laughter
I WORRY: that I'm going to end up losing touch with all my friends in the next year, even the ones who I trust absolutely.
I REGRET: many things I did during May 11 to July 29th of last year, and even some things after that.
I LOVE: Sean
I DANCE: naked
I SING: constantly
I CANT STAND: up right now, or I'll fall over and die.
I LOST: foosball twice in a row to my wonderful wonderful boyfriend.
I LIKE: hugs. puppies. sleeping.
I LISTEN: to to Celine Dion, and I don't care who knows it!
I CAN BE FOUND: in Bio doing a stupid test.
I NEED: to sleep. really really badly.
I KNOW THAT: God loves me.
I HOPE: that I won't fail at life.
I WANT: to get my SIN card.
I AM ALWAYS: loud, except when I'm not.
I CRY: at school when I am super depressed. Like two days ago.
I FELL: in love with a boy.
I WILL: get off this computer soon, so I'm not late for Bio.
I WONT: get mad as often. I WON'T I WON'T I WON'T!
I THINK: that all people should think about hypocrisy more.
I SHOULD: go to sleep earlier
I COULD: get off my ass and go to Bio. but I won't.
I WOULD: keep Charlotte the Cat, if it was possible.
I DIDNT: want to hurt anyone, and I'm sorry if I did.
I LOOK: like death. today, anyways.
I HEAR: white noise that means nothing to me and I wonder if it should.
I HURT: constantly
I HATE: myself often
I FEAR: SPIDERS!
I DONT: want to lose Sean, or any of my friends.
I FEEL: melancholy
I CARE: about trying to be a better person
I AM ALWAYS TRYING TO: be better at what I'm good at.
I HIDE: my hatred
I WRITE: finacial plans, and to-do lists. how boring.
I PLAY: with dogs
.I LEARN: well. when I try that is.
I WILL BE: good. I will be good. I will be good.
I SAY: don't worry. Be hapy. But I am a hypocrite so don't listen to me.
I DONT THINK: that I'll be on time for Bio.
I LOVE TO: be with people and laugh.
I ALWAYS: am striving to accomplish something.
I HAVE: serious depression and I am sick of it.
I BELIEVE: that people suck
I AM: lonely
I NEVER: will hurt someone consciously if I can help it, and if I do, I will hate myself until I die.
I WISH: Sean were here.
I WILL ALWAYS: hate mushrooms
I MISS: all my friends
I SMELL: not at all.
I CRAVE: laughter
I WORRY: that I'm going to end up losing touch with all my friends in the next year, even the ones who I trust absolutely.
I REGRET: many things I did during May 11 to July 29th of last year, and even some things after that.
I LOVE: Sean
I DANCE: naked
I SING: constantly
I CANT STAND: up right now, or I'll fall over and die.
I LOST: foosball twice in a row to my wonderful wonderful boyfriend.
I LIKE: hugs. puppies. sleeping.
I LISTEN: to to Celine Dion, and I don't care who knows it!
I CAN BE FOUND: in Bio doing a stupid test.
I NEED: to sleep. really really badly.
I KNOW THAT: God loves me.
I HOPE: that I won't fail at life.
I WANT: to get my SIN card.
I AM ALWAYS: loud, except when I'm not.
I CRY: at school when I am super depressed. Like two days ago.
I FELL: in love with a boy.
I WILL: get off this computer soon, so I'm not late for Bio.
I WONT: get mad as often. I WON'T I WON'T I WON'T!
I THINK: that all people should think about hypocrisy more.
I SHOULD: go to sleep earlier
I COULD: get off my ass and go to Bio. but I won't.
I WOULD: keep Charlotte the Cat, if it was possible.
I DIDNT: want to hurt anyone, and I'm sorry if I did.
I LOOK: like death. today, anyways.
I HEAR: white noise that means nothing to me and I wonder if it should.
I HURT: constantly
I HATE: myself often
I FEAR: SPIDERS!
I DONT: want to lose Sean, or any of my friends.
I FEEL: melancholy
I CARE: about trying to be a better person
I AM ALWAYS TRYING TO: be better at what I'm good at.
I HIDE: my hatred
I WRITE: finacial plans, and to-do lists. how boring.
I PLAY: with dogs
.I LEARN: well. when I try that is.
I WILL BE: good. I will be good. I will be good.
I SAY: don't worry. Be hapy. But I am a hypocrite so don't listen to me.
I DONT THINK: that I'll be on time for Bio.
I LOVE TO: be with people and laugh.
I ALWAYS: am striving to accomplish something.
I HAVE: serious depression and I am sick of it.
I BELIEVE: that people suck
I AM: lonely
I NEVER: will hurt someone consciously if I can help it, and if I do, I will hate myself until I die.
I WISH: Sean were here.
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
ok, so this is interesting
I finally figured it out!!! I thought that when I changed the addy of my blog, it didn't work! But it did! So now I know how to post! Oh happy day!
Actually today is a super-mondo-fantabulous day! Yesterday, after school, Mom picked me and Sean up from school, and we went off and did a bunch of errands. I made a doctor's appointment for the thirty-first to look at my heart murmur. Then we went up to Rutherford, and I made a consulation appointment, and prom appointment at Chatter's formerly known as Estetica for hair, which is all well and good. Then all we had time for before everything closed was to get my birth certificate photocopied at a bank, which was good. Then today, during my spare block, Mom picked me up, and we rushed downtown to put in my SIN card application, which is now done. And then we went to the Access Centre to get a BC student loan application!
And now it's Eng;lish where Mr. Perrett loves me, which is cool, and in Bio, I found out I got 46 and a half out of fifty on my last test! I am feeling very good about life today, which is really good because yesterday I was so depressed, and you'll get more about that later in English class. Yesterday, I broke down in tears in the middle of every single class. Life sucked yesterday.
Anyways, goodbye. Oh, don't forget! You have to get Mr. Perrett to sign your choir field trip forms, and find out what is due for today as far as Act 1 crucible questions go! Plus get Sean to give me prom ticket money, fill out prom guest form, and return it with cash, and prolly other things--OH YEAH! You have two scholarship appies due in by March 31, plus you need to talk to Johnson about theory hours, plus you need to talk to Dean about work experience, plus you need to talk toMr. A about scholarship references. ok, bye.
Actually today is a super-mondo-fantabulous day! Yesterday, after school, Mom picked me and Sean up from school, and we went off and did a bunch of errands. I made a doctor's appointment for the thirty-first to look at my heart murmur. Then we went up to Rutherford, and I made a consulation appointment, and prom appointment at Chatter's formerly known as Estetica for hair, which is all well and good. Then all we had time for before everything closed was to get my birth certificate photocopied at a bank, which was good. Then today, during my spare block, Mom picked me up, and we rushed downtown to put in my SIN card application, which is now done. And then we went to the Access Centre to get a BC student loan application!
And now it's Eng;lish where Mr. Perrett loves me, which is cool, and in Bio, I found out I got 46 and a half out of fifty on my last test! I am feeling very good about life today, which is really good because yesterday I was so depressed, and you'll get more about that later in English class. Yesterday, I broke down in tears in the middle of every single class. Life sucked yesterday.
Anyways, goodbye. Oh, don't forget! You have to get Mr. Perrett to sign your choir field trip forms, and find out what is due for today as far as Act 1 crucible questions go! Plus get Sean to give me prom ticket money, fill out prom guest form, and return it with cash, and prolly other things--OH YEAH! You have two scholarship appies due in by March 31, plus you need to talk to Johnson about theory hours, plus you need to talk to Dean about work experience, plus you need to talk toMr. A about scholarship references. ok, bye.
Friday, March 11, 2005
so, Blogger's a peice
I wrote a huge post about me and Sean's six month but the World Wide Web ate it with it's gluttonous--shit...the bus is coming, I gtg. let's see if it'll post!
bah
I think I've had that title before ^^^. meh, whatever.
Last night was me and Sean's six month. It was really nice; it began when he came to choir. I sometimes feel bad when he comes to choir because it must be so boring for him. There isn't exactly anything I can do about it though; it's his choice to come or not. I won't mind either decision. After choir was done, I wanted to drop off my pack at home, which was inconvenient. He didn't want to take the bus cause he had his bike with him, so he ended up racing me home on his bike! And you know whta: he won! I was so surprised, I thought I was going to have to wait at City Centre for him, but actually by the time I arrived, he'd already been waiting ten minutes, and was ready to leave, lol!
After that we went home. Sean was super thirsty so we both grabbed something to drink (!) and left a little while later. His mom came to pick us up, and she was really enthusiastic about the gift we gave her for her birthday. There's a huge story behind that too, but all I feel like saying about it is, everyone forgot her birthday, and we felt awful, so we ended up walking to my house and I finished up a tray I'd started painting, and we wrote her a card. When she saw it, she said she just loved it! That made me happy.
We drove up to the church, and I met the bishop, which was interesting. Then we went to Wendies, and had our six month anniversary dinner (LOL! fancy, hey? nah, it was great; I loved it!). We got into this huge debate about religion and religious morals concerning homosexuality. I was really enjoying the debate, but Sean was getting frustrated and I was sad about that. I don't want to make him angry, and feel bad when I do because of stupid debates.
After we decided to just drop it, and we walked over to Brad Neilson's where we'd heard there was a get-together of some sort. We got there, and it turned out to be only Brad, and Alana! Apparently there'd been huge miscommunications, and some offense being passed around that circle, so it wasn't on anymore, but Alana, Sean and I never realized that! So us four ended up hanging out in Brad's kitchen for a while talking about--religion! lol, poor Sean! just got off the topic, and then we started it again! April was on speaker phone, cause we were trying to convince her to come over, and abandon her laundry, but she wouldn't. Then we got into another theological debate of sorts, and April had been completely silent, until all of a sudden we heard this little cough-sound from the phone, and realized that we'd forgotten ALL ABOUT HER!!!! lol! We felt bad; Alana started stroking the phone, and I laughed.
Then we went to Rogers to rent a movie we didn't end up watching and just hung out and talked about everything under the sun for the rest of the night. It was great. And Brad and I got into debates every twelve seconds! lol! It was a lot of fun.
Sean gave Alana a ride home, cause it turns out she lives really close to both of us, and I ended up getting home at half past midnight. And this ought to show you just how pathetic I am, this morning I woke up burnt because of it! I'm so pathetic! I'm getting old.
Anyways, the only other thing to say is that this week is a milestone for me! It's the first entire week of this school year that I've been to every single class! lol! Man, I'm so sad!
Ok, I'm done now. Have fun, all.
Last night was me and Sean's six month. It was really nice; it began when he came to choir. I sometimes feel bad when he comes to choir because it must be so boring for him. There isn't exactly anything I can do about it though; it's his choice to come or not. I won't mind either decision. After choir was done, I wanted to drop off my pack at home, which was inconvenient. He didn't want to take the bus cause he had his bike with him, so he ended up racing me home on his bike! And you know whta: he won! I was so surprised, I thought I was going to have to wait at City Centre for him, but actually by the time I arrived, he'd already been waiting ten minutes, and was ready to leave, lol!
After that we went home. Sean was super thirsty so we both grabbed something to drink (!) and left a little while later. His mom came to pick us up, and she was really enthusiastic about the gift we gave her for her birthday. There's a huge story behind that too, but all I feel like saying about it is, everyone forgot her birthday, and we felt awful, so we ended up walking to my house and I finished up a tray I'd started painting, and we wrote her a card. When she saw it, she said she just loved it! That made me happy.
We drove up to the church, and I met the bishop, which was interesting. Then we went to Wendies, and had our six month anniversary dinner (LOL! fancy, hey? nah, it was great; I loved it!). We got into this huge debate about religion and religious morals concerning homosexuality. I was really enjoying the debate, but Sean was getting frustrated and I was sad about that. I don't want to make him angry, and feel bad when I do because of stupid debates.
After we decided to just drop it, and we walked over to Brad Neilson's where we'd heard there was a get-together of some sort. We got there, and it turned out to be only Brad, and Alana! Apparently there'd been huge miscommunications, and some offense being passed around that circle, so it wasn't on anymore, but Alana, Sean and I never realized that! So us four ended up hanging out in Brad's kitchen for a while talking about--religion! lol, poor Sean! just got off the topic, and then we started it again! April was on speaker phone, cause we were trying to convince her to come over, and abandon her laundry, but she wouldn't. Then we got into another theological debate of sorts, and April had been completely silent, until all of a sudden we heard this little cough-sound from the phone, and realized that we'd forgotten ALL ABOUT HER!!!! lol! We felt bad; Alana started stroking the phone, and I laughed.
Then we went to Rogers to rent a movie we didn't end up watching and just hung out and talked about everything under the sun for the rest of the night. It was great. And Brad and I got into debates every twelve seconds! lol! It was a lot of fun.
Sean gave Alana a ride home, cause it turns out she lives really close to both of us, and I ended up getting home at half past midnight. And this ought to show you just how pathetic I am, this morning I woke up burnt because of it! I'm so pathetic! I'm getting old.
Anyways, the only other thing to say is that this week is a milestone for me! It's the first entire week of this school year that I've been to every single class! lol! Man, I'm so sad!
Ok, I'm done now. Have fun, all.
Thursday, March 10, 2005
rebuttal
Ok, for all the people convinced I am uncouth, insensitive cretin, allow me to say this: I at no time talked to Strachen about anything other than NOT blocking Blogger because I needed to get on it because of my English assignment. For the privacy of the person who did, and to ensure that you all don't go witch-hunting THEM like you did to me, your friend, I'll just say that they did it to protect their friends out of a sense of loyalty that I sometimes doubt with other friends. Next time make sure of your facts before you judge something you think I did. Also, before you consider me insensitive, consider what exactly it was you all just did to me. In conclusion (lol, Mrs. Rodgers, Brad!), I'll say thanks to Alana. Your unconditional support is appreciated.
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
ok, there's no longer an excuse.
not for many things. One of them being my no longer posting on my blog. At first I wanted to milk all that controversary as far as humanly possible, but for the sake of the losers, screaming their ignorance oall over the internet, methinks I should just stop. I was also planning on posting a financial breakdown just to prove that it was possible, which would satisfy Gareth, but probably incite more mockery from computer junkies who have nothing better to do with their time. So I have decided, I just don't give a crap anymore about it. I know my plans, I know they'll succeed, and I DON'T CARE what anybody says about it.
Today, I am sad. The entire day just seems made for sad. I wish I could just go home and sleep, but life just doesn't work that way, I'm afraid. You know, I have just realized that I have spent way too much of my time thinking about comment controversy of late, and now I have nothing to talk about. That's so sad on my part. bad me.
Today, I wrote an English test that actually made me pant in effort! It was BRUTAL. How can a short story unit test on six measly stories be worth a hundred marks? And WTF is cause and effect???!!! I'll tell you what it is: it's the bane of my existence, THAT'S what it is. However, the new unti, The Crucible play is interesting. I enjoy morbid death units, and learning about witchcraft. I even started an English blog for it! How geeky am I, hey?
I feel responsible for everyone shutting their blogs down. And because I feel responsible I feel like slapping each and everyone of those Anons who caused this controversy until they fall down and cry. It's borderline censorship! Who the hell thinks they have the right to torment people until they just stop blogging? This is a sad world, and karma is alive and well, and I am thankful for it.
k, I'm done with this. Maybe I'll have more to say tomorrow.
Today, I am sad. The entire day just seems made for sad. I wish I could just go home and sleep, but life just doesn't work that way, I'm afraid. You know, I have just realized that I have spent way too much of my time thinking about comment controversy of late, and now I have nothing to talk about. That's so sad on my part. bad me.
Today, I wrote an English test that actually made me pant in effort! It was BRUTAL. How can a short story unit test on six measly stories be worth a hundred marks? And WTF is cause and effect???!!! I'll tell you what it is: it's the bane of my existence, THAT'S what it is. However, the new unti, The Crucible play is interesting. I enjoy morbid death units, and learning about witchcraft. I even started an English blog for it! How geeky am I, hey?
I feel responsible for everyone shutting their blogs down. And because I feel responsible I feel like slapping each and everyone of those Anons who caused this controversy until they fall down and cry. It's borderline censorship! Who the hell thinks they have the right to torment people until they just stop blogging? This is a sad world, and karma is alive and well, and I am thankful for it.
k, I'm done with this. Maybe I'll have more to say tomorrow.
Sunday, February 27, 2005
Charlotte Mantta
Me and my sweetie have yet another baby! But this one is not a bird, nor an imaginary child! This one is a kitty!!!
The past couple days, there's been this stray cat hanging around Sean's yard, with no collar, no tags, no tattoos on her ears, or inside of her lip, not even a ring of smashed fur where a collar might have been. For all intents and purposes, she is stray! She is this absolutely beautiful Himalayan, with long hair, and these heavenly bright blue eyes. She looks just like Sassy from Homeward Bound. She's gorgeous, and so friendly, and sweet. The problem is, Sean's Mom's landlord won't allow them cats or dogs, so she has to stay outside. I lent them cat food, until they buy a bag of their own, and since she has stayed in their backyard the past three days, she's basically Sean's and mine now! Because Bonnie, Ian, and Tuula can't keep it cause of their landlord, but the place that me and Sean will move into allows cats! We have named her Charlotte, and she is just the sweetest thing!
So, me and Sean and Mom had this ginormous conversation about financing last night. Sean working the same hours and earning the same amount as Vanderleek roofing, and me making six hundred a month, we could make downpayment of ten grand in two and a half years, only putting two hundred each towards it. If we put four hundred towards it, we'd make it in just over a year. We'd own it in ten years. By that time, if we had pristine credit (and you know, you actually get better credit if you buy a LOT of stuff, but pay your bills religiously), a couple cars, and were mortgaging another house that we lived in, and renting out the condo, that would be enough to get a significant loan.
As an aside, I was also curious as to what exactly the government of Canada considers the poverty line, so I worked it out. For a just moved out couple with a few inexpensive pets, to be at the poverty line, you'd have to make $62, 000 a year. EACH. If you have kids, the poverty line is probably WAY higher than that. Now I ask you this, what the FUCK are they thinking? What does that make a family like mine? That makes less that twelve thousand a year? Fucking retards.
Also, until I am twenty one, me and Sean have a significant third income: my orphan pensions! I get two, one Canadian, and one American, because my dad was an American living in Canada when he died. Therefore, I get a hundred and twenty dollars from the Canadian government (piddly, miserly dog-fuckers), and four hundred and eighty (depending on exchange rate) from the American government! So together, him with an eight hundred a month income, me with a six hundred a month income, plus this extra six hundred dollar a month income from le North American governments, Sean and I could live quite comfortably! Isn't that awesome?! Graduating suddenly doesn't seem so bad.
However, last night also sucked a little. You all know how I've been waiting for my birth certificate to come since last summer, right? Well, Mom and I were talking about it, and little by little, I dragged it out of her, that she never actually sent for it. The day she told me she'd sent for my birth certificate, back in August, I asked her specifically if she, herself, had sent it off. I asked specifically if she, herself, had paid the twenty dollars. The quastions I asked were phrased exactly so that she had to say she had done it herslef, with her won hands, and her own money. She lied. She went to Welfare, because apparently they HAVE to pay for my legal documents if they are accidentally destroyed, the way they were in the fire. And they said they would do it. Obviously they didn't.
I flipped. I was SO ANGRY. I just accused her of lying to me, and then stormed upstairs and just broke down. i can't believe that she just lied to me like that. She literally lied. She said specifically that she sent it off herself. and she lied. so I've been waiting for NINE FUCKING MONTHS for something that didn't even happen. It hurt me so badly to know that I can't even depend on my own mother to take care of my legal documents, that I will need for the rest of my life.
I am never asking her for another thing. I am sending for my birth ceritficate on my own tomorrow, when the post office will be open. I am doing it ON MY OWN so that I know it'll get done. It is pathetic that I can depend on Sean more than I can depend on my own mother. I vow never to depend on another person for the rest of my life.
Ok, I am done ranting now. My life is pretty ok right now, except for the heinous betrayal of mother dearest. but w/e. I just don't care anymore. see ya later!
The past couple days, there's been this stray cat hanging around Sean's yard, with no collar, no tags, no tattoos on her ears, or inside of her lip, not even a ring of smashed fur where a collar might have been. For all intents and purposes, she is stray! She is this absolutely beautiful Himalayan, with long hair, and these heavenly bright blue eyes. She looks just like Sassy from Homeward Bound. She's gorgeous, and so friendly, and sweet. The problem is, Sean's Mom's landlord won't allow them cats or dogs, so she has to stay outside. I lent them cat food, until they buy a bag of their own, and since she has stayed in their backyard the past three days, she's basically Sean's and mine now! Because Bonnie, Ian, and Tuula can't keep it cause of their landlord, but the place that me and Sean will move into allows cats! We have named her Charlotte, and she is just the sweetest thing!
So, me and Sean and Mom had this ginormous conversation about financing last night. Sean working the same hours and earning the same amount as Vanderleek roofing, and me making six hundred a month, we could make downpayment of ten grand in two and a half years, only putting two hundred each towards it. If we put four hundred towards it, we'd make it in just over a year. We'd own it in ten years. By that time, if we had pristine credit (and you know, you actually get better credit if you buy a LOT of stuff, but pay your bills religiously), a couple cars, and were mortgaging another house that we lived in, and renting out the condo, that would be enough to get a significant loan.
As an aside, I was also curious as to what exactly the government of Canada considers the poverty line, so I worked it out. For a just moved out couple with a few inexpensive pets, to be at the poverty line, you'd have to make $62, 000 a year. EACH. If you have kids, the poverty line is probably WAY higher than that. Now I ask you this, what the FUCK are they thinking? What does that make a family like mine? That makes less that twelve thousand a year? Fucking retards.
Also, until I am twenty one, me and Sean have a significant third income: my orphan pensions! I get two, one Canadian, and one American, because my dad was an American living in Canada when he died. Therefore, I get a hundred and twenty dollars from the Canadian government (piddly, miserly dog-fuckers), and four hundred and eighty (depending on exchange rate) from the American government! So together, him with an eight hundred a month income, me with a six hundred a month income, plus this extra six hundred dollar a month income from le North American governments, Sean and I could live quite comfortably! Isn't that awesome?! Graduating suddenly doesn't seem so bad.
However, last night also sucked a little. You all know how I've been waiting for my birth certificate to come since last summer, right? Well, Mom and I were talking about it, and little by little, I dragged it out of her, that she never actually sent for it. The day she told me she'd sent for my birth certificate, back in August, I asked her specifically if she, herself, had sent it off. I asked specifically if she, herself, had paid the twenty dollars. The quastions I asked were phrased exactly so that she had to say she had done it herslef, with her won hands, and her own money. She lied. She went to Welfare, because apparently they HAVE to pay for my legal documents if they are accidentally destroyed, the way they were in the fire. And they said they would do it. Obviously they didn't.
I flipped. I was SO ANGRY. I just accused her of lying to me, and then stormed upstairs and just broke down. i can't believe that she just lied to me like that. She literally lied. She said specifically that she sent it off herself. and she lied. so I've been waiting for NINE FUCKING MONTHS for something that didn't even happen. It hurt me so badly to know that I can't even depend on my own mother to take care of my legal documents, that I will need for the rest of my life.
I am never asking her for another thing. I am sending for my birth ceritficate on my own tomorrow, when the post office will be open. I am doing it ON MY OWN so that I know it'll get done. It is pathetic that I can depend on Sean more than I can depend on my own mother. I vow never to depend on another person for the rest of my life.
Ok, I am done ranting now. My life is pretty ok right now, except for the heinous betrayal of mother dearest. but w/e. I just don't care anymore. see ya later!
Saturday, February 26, 2005
HOLY WOWZERS!
ok, I have the coolest news EVER! me and Sean could own our own home by as early as NEXT YEAR!!!! isn't that incredible???
basically the story is, that before coming to filming today, me and Mom dropped by the Salvation Army for their fifty percent off sale, and we saw a couple old family friends there, Andrew and his girlfriend Michelle. They were buying a couch, and since we have the truck, we agreed to take their couch up to their house. So they live in these townhouses up off of Ninth Street, right? I wasn't thinking too much of them, but then, once we got the loveseat in, Andrew took us on this tour. And these townhouses, are SO nice!!! We came in, and we were basically in this little mudroom thing, with a couple closets, and a water heater, and a freezer. Totally normal. Then we went up six stairs or so, and we were in the living areas. There was a nice sized living room, a dining room, and a pretty big kitchen for a townhouse. Then there was a patio outside, and an ok sized backyard. Then we went up a flight of siz or so steps, and we were on this landing with a nice little nook-ish type thing, and two bedrooms on either side of the landing, both with fifteen foot ceilings, and one with a balcony! Then we went up another flight of six stairs and there were two MORE bedrooms on either side of the good-sized landing. So this place was really nice, and had FOUR freaking bedrooms, which is surprising for a townhome.
Now, here comes the kicker: Andrew is paying eight hundred dollars a month for this place--FOR MORTGAGE!!!!! He OWNS this place! That is so cool, because the place is so cool, there's FOUR bedrooms for me and Sean to play with! They allow cats, and birds and fish, but they don't allow dogs, which is stupid. But as Mom pointed out to me, when you OWN your own home, there isn't a thing they can do about it, as long as the dog doesn't break the noise code.
Now think about this: this is so perfect for us! Owning our own home would give us the collateral we'd need to get a bank loan to dstart our business!!! We could be business, and home owners by NEXT YEAR!!!!
I came in and told Sean about this, and I think he was so frightened by my enthusiasm that he forgot to think about what I was saying. But anyways, I have to go film! leave comments and tell me all about how awesome this is, because this is SO FREAKING SWEET!!!!!
basically the story is, that before coming to filming today, me and Mom dropped by the Salvation Army for their fifty percent off sale, and we saw a couple old family friends there, Andrew and his girlfriend Michelle. They were buying a couch, and since we have the truck, we agreed to take their couch up to their house. So they live in these townhouses up off of Ninth Street, right? I wasn't thinking too much of them, but then, once we got the loveseat in, Andrew took us on this tour. And these townhouses, are SO nice!!! We came in, and we were basically in this little mudroom thing, with a couple closets, and a water heater, and a freezer. Totally normal. Then we went up six stairs or so, and we were in the living areas. There was a nice sized living room, a dining room, and a pretty big kitchen for a townhouse. Then there was a patio outside, and an ok sized backyard. Then we went up a flight of siz or so steps, and we were on this landing with a nice little nook-ish type thing, and two bedrooms on either side of the landing, both with fifteen foot ceilings, and one with a balcony! Then we went up another flight of six stairs and there were two MORE bedrooms on either side of the good-sized landing. So this place was really nice, and had FOUR freaking bedrooms, which is surprising for a townhome.
Now, here comes the kicker: Andrew is paying eight hundred dollars a month for this place--FOR MORTGAGE!!!!! He OWNS this place! That is so cool, because the place is so cool, there's FOUR bedrooms for me and Sean to play with! They allow cats, and birds and fish, but they don't allow dogs, which is stupid. But as Mom pointed out to me, when you OWN your own home, there isn't a thing they can do about it, as long as the dog doesn't break the noise code.
Now think about this: this is so perfect for us! Owning our own home would give us the collateral we'd need to get a bank loan to dstart our business!!! We could be business, and home owners by NEXT YEAR!!!!
I came in and told Sean about this, and I think he was so frightened by my enthusiasm that he forgot to think about what I was saying. But anyways, I have to go film! leave comments and tell me all about how awesome this is, because this is SO FREAKING SWEET!!!!!
Thursday, February 24, 2005
The Home Farm Pet Store
what do you think? Is that my calling, Bloggerites? Should I own and operate a pet store? Sean said it was his Mom's idea. Apparently, they think I'm this HUGE animal person. Which I suppose I am...I adore my doggies like nothing else, and the birds are tres fabou.
I am thinking about start up costs right now, and with good credit, and bit of collateral, Sean and I could easily obtain a loan. To start small, with a couple of litters of puppies, kittens, some varieties of birds, lots of fish, some reptiles and rodents, with all the equipment necessary. I have had almost every variety of pet, so I know how to take care of all of them. I have raised puppies before, and I am learning to train birds.
What I want is to have an acreage out Brannon Lake area, and breed my own dogs, cats, and birds. I would absolutely adore that! And since Sean wants to have an exotic bird as a pet sometime soon (he may be getting an African Gray Parrot; they live over a hundred years) we'd use him as our pet stores resident mascot! We'd have a big ole cage at the front in which our big exotic bird would live in while we were at the store, and everybody would know the pet store as "the one with the big bird in front"!
T'would be a family operation with me in office and management, as well as behind the counter, and Sean as well, and other relatives of the family who wanted to help helping out in the store. What I would need to start this would be 1) a business loan, 2) a business license, 3) a breeding license, and 4) a kenneling license. Then I'd need to start buying stuff. I'd need to lease a place, preferably in a prime location. I would love to use one of the huge storelots in Woodgrove, but I'm also for the revitalization of downtown project, so I might take advantage of one of the new storelots in the Nanaimo Centre, and attract all of Nanaimo's pet lovers to downtown! Then simultaneously, I'd need to buy the equipment, and the pets, while renovating, and decorating my store (I already have some fantastic ideas for creative pet spaces; it'll be the PRETTIEST pet store in town!), also I'd need to set up the office, get everything I needed, hire some employees, and start a payroll. It's a daunting proposition, but I know how to set up marketing analysises, and business plans, plus I know pets!
Our thing would be that almost all our pets are homegrown, and raised by the hand that sold them to you. No puppy farms, no paying six hundred dollars for fortuitously adorable crosses. My babies will be purebreds. And if I am to do a little judiscious crossing, it will always be to the advantage, to produce puppies like Sensei, with the best of both worlds!
Anyways, I am off to Rutherford to examine prom fabrics, and research the pet store there. I shall beasking some interesting questions...!
I am thinking about start up costs right now, and with good credit, and bit of collateral, Sean and I could easily obtain a loan. To start small, with a couple of litters of puppies, kittens, some varieties of birds, lots of fish, some reptiles and rodents, with all the equipment necessary. I have had almost every variety of pet, so I know how to take care of all of them. I have raised puppies before, and I am learning to train birds.
What I want is to have an acreage out Brannon Lake area, and breed my own dogs, cats, and birds. I would absolutely adore that! And since Sean wants to have an exotic bird as a pet sometime soon (he may be getting an African Gray Parrot; they live over a hundred years) we'd use him as our pet stores resident mascot! We'd have a big ole cage at the front in which our big exotic bird would live in while we were at the store, and everybody would know the pet store as "the one with the big bird in front"!
T'would be a family operation with me in office and management, as well as behind the counter, and Sean as well, and other relatives of the family who wanted to help helping out in the store. What I would need to start this would be 1) a business loan, 2) a business license, 3) a breeding license, and 4) a kenneling license. Then I'd need to start buying stuff. I'd need to lease a place, preferably in a prime location. I would love to use one of the huge storelots in Woodgrove, but I'm also for the revitalization of downtown project, so I might take advantage of one of the new storelots in the Nanaimo Centre, and attract all of Nanaimo's pet lovers to downtown! Then simultaneously, I'd need to buy the equipment, and the pets, while renovating, and decorating my store (I already have some fantastic ideas for creative pet spaces; it'll be the PRETTIEST pet store in town!), also I'd need to set up the office, get everything I needed, hire some employees, and start a payroll. It's a daunting proposition, but I know how to set up marketing analysises, and business plans, plus I know pets!
Our thing would be that almost all our pets are homegrown, and raised by the hand that sold them to you. No puppy farms, no paying six hundred dollars for fortuitously adorable crosses. My babies will be purebreds. And if I am to do a little judiscious crossing, it will always be to the advantage, to produce puppies like Sensei, with the best of both worlds!
Anyways, I am off to Rutherford to examine prom fabrics, and research the pet store there. I shall beasking some interesting questions...!
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
on the subject of a lovelife
header: I believe there shalt be multiple titles in this post. ware!
Now, is anybody else incredibly confused as to the polar-ness of a certain somebody's mood changes as to a certain OTHER somebody? Tim, give us a heads-up! What is going on? She's very very upset, and is skipping her academics for, like, the third day in a row to go be miserable with Laura. I shall join her after lunch. I really feel for her, because she's actually more upset about this than she's been with any other one who didn't work out. thumbs down all around! (to partake of an Amay-Bethany phrase.) To Boyface: have a heart! Whatever dilemma you have over this, shove it down a deep dank hole, and enjoy the awesemity that is Girlface! Do so, or I shall smite thou!
k, done with that now.
Constantine, the cheesiest of cheese.
So, on Friday, I decided not to go to Aden's p-tay in favor of going to Constantine with Devin, Brad, Sean, Alana, Emily, and Chris. I still hadn't bought Sean his V-day gift, so that was it. Twas quite ironic, that I took him to a show, because that's what he got for me, too! He's taking me to a play this weekend, and I am excited!
Anyways, Constantine was crap, though Brad will tell you otherwise. Keanu disappointed and the angel Gabriel pissed me off. You just cannot manipulate the idea of religion into having a corrupt God. It defeats the purpose of portraying religion as real. Angels may fall, and the Devil is the type to make a wager over human souls. But God? I bet you anything I will have comments refuting the existence of God, but in my life, God is real, and God is perfect. God doesn't play games with His children. Doesn't happen, and it makes me want to slap the screenwriter of Constantine. Also, could the goddamn movie BE more Catholic??? Now, I absolutely have nothing against Catholicism, why ever would I? But I do have a problem with the arrogance of believing that your way is the ONE TRUE WAY, and that NOTHING ELSE IS EVER GOING TO BE TRUE. Which some may believe to be odd, given my penchant for Mormonism. But my personal belief is that there is some truth in all religions. Which makes sense if you consider that almost all religions have the same basic tenets. And the movie Constantine started off on the wrong foot with me, because EVERYBODY in it was Catholic, and there was absolutely no consideration, not even the QUESTION that any other religion in the world was real. I mean, when you find out for the first time in your life that God is real, and you have undeniable proof that it all happened, most people would ask the question, "so what of the other religions? how does Buddhism, Islam, Prtestantism fit into this Catholic truth you are presenting to me?" but that question was never asked in the movie Constantine, and that bugged me. It was as if they were saying, "of course Catholicism is true, what else could religious truth possibly be?"
Anyways, onto other subjects.
Birds
are awesome. except when they poop on your head and bite your hand for taking the troublen to return their mate to them. Yes, my ViVi is a pistol, and rather difficult, and contrary. But she's beautiful, and has such personality!
Sean
is even better! I am entirely in love with him, though we've spending a bit too much time together lately. tonight we are not going to see each other. We have made a pact that no matter what else, every week, we are obl;igated to take at least a minute, and do nothing but cuddle. reason being that cuddling, in it's beautiful simplicity, is nothing but love, and happiness and smiling. so a minute of cuddling minumum, where we are hugging, and touching and simply in love per week is a VERY GOOD THING! And it makes me love that wonderful boy even more than I already did.
We have been thinking about landscaping and architecture lately. On Sunday, while he was at church, I kinda went a little crazy, and drew the modified plans for my house. Then I began landscaping plans for our possible backyard. We discussed it last night, and I have some more modifying to do. I am excited, because the plan ias based on my current house, which I love, except it has an added couple of feet here, an extra room or two there, and I love it! I am really excited to build this new house! I will make sure it has desirable amenities, like electric heating (despite it's expensive-ness) and more reasonable breaker divisions. Unlike my super-crap house, with a fridge, and washer, AND dryer all on the same breaker. For those of you who know nothig of which I speak of, that means, we plug in a can opener, and the breaker blows. It is Sucky McBlow-Ass.
Filming My Immortal
Yesterday, I was hit by a car. Four times. Or more accurately, I was asked to walk into a moving car, then roll out of the way, and act dead, whilst said car sped away. I took the first bus to Sean's house and cuddled with him as he woke up, and later that day when Devin arrived, we bagan storyline filming of My Immortal.
We started at Sean's filming practice scenes, where I was singing with Sean playing the piano, and I had to get mad at him, and storm out. That was fun! Sean laughed and ruined the shot like fifteen times! We did all sorts of rushing in and out, and running down the street scenes, and it was great!
Then we drove to Devin's, and did--dun dun dun--the bedroom scene!!! No, it was nothing like you're thinking, Devin does PG videos! Jeex, you dirty-minded individuals! So scandalous! Anyways, we changed into pj's, and did fun bed scenes, where Sean wakes up from a nightmare, looks over, and checks to make sure I'm still there. It was so funny, because he only had about four barrs to do all this is, so half the takes ended up looking like he looked over, and then, "meh. whatever, I don't care." watching the footage later, we had a good laugh over that. We also got some of the funniest bloopers ever. One was staged, where me and Sean were hiding uder the covers, and he turned out to be wearing a random Amish hat, and I was salivating over this picture of Devin. It was his BIG CAMEO in the film, and we laughed like fools over it. Also, there was one take where I accidentally ran my face into the pillow next to me, and even though the camera didn't catch it, it panned back to me, and I was laughing at my mistake, and staring at the camera, and it ruined the shot. twas amusing.
After that, his Mom got home with her boyfriend, and we all drove downtown to film the car crash scenes. Those were so funny! I couldn't handle the shots, weher Devin was trying to get the surprised, I'm-about-to-get-hit-by-a-car face, and every single one, I started laughing.
When we did the scene, Devin actually asked me to walk into the car, as it was moving, and fall over the hood of the car. According to them, I looked like a plastic dummy each time--but hey! YOU try walking into a moving car, and see how natural YOU look! One thing is certain, I am NOT a stunt actor! Anyways, passerby were quite confused, and Devin was in the midst of filming one shot where I was lying on the ground, "dead" and some guy walks up, and asks, "Did somebody call an ambulance?" We all just started laughing, and I stood up, and was like, "I'm not dead, thanks very much!" in this cheery voice, and he was so confused. Devin's Mom was like, later, "Yeah sure we just hit this girl, and we're all just sitting around watching her bleed! Devin's filming her for his own sick purposes!" We had a good laugh over that, though the poor guy was just trying to be helpful to what was supposed to look like an accident.
Anyways, it was quite interesting, and will be fun to talk about in the interview.
Alright, I am super done with blogging now! Goodbye, all!
Now, is anybody else incredibly confused as to the polar-ness of a certain somebody's mood changes as to a certain OTHER somebody? Tim, give us a heads-up! What is going on? She's very very upset, and is skipping her academics for, like, the third day in a row to go be miserable with Laura. I shall join her after lunch. I really feel for her, because she's actually more upset about this than she's been with any other one who didn't work out. thumbs down all around! (to partake of an Amay-Bethany phrase.) To Boyface: have a heart! Whatever dilemma you have over this, shove it down a deep dank hole, and enjoy the awesemity that is Girlface! Do so, or I shall smite thou!
k, done with that now.
Constantine, the cheesiest of cheese.
So, on Friday, I decided not to go to Aden's p-tay in favor of going to Constantine with Devin, Brad, Sean, Alana, Emily, and Chris. I still hadn't bought Sean his V-day gift, so that was it. Twas quite ironic, that I took him to a show, because that's what he got for me, too! He's taking me to a play this weekend, and I am excited!
Anyways, Constantine was crap, though Brad will tell you otherwise. Keanu disappointed and the angel Gabriel pissed me off. You just cannot manipulate the idea of religion into having a corrupt God. It defeats the purpose of portraying religion as real. Angels may fall, and the Devil is the type to make a wager over human souls. But God? I bet you anything I will have comments refuting the existence of God, but in my life, God is real, and God is perfect. God doesn't play games with His children. Doesn't happen, and it makes me want to slap the screenwriter of Constantine. Also, could the goddamn movie BE more Catholic??? Now, I absolutely have nothing against Catholicism, why ever would I? But I do have a problem with the arrogance of believing that your way is the ONE TRUE WAY, and that NOTHING ELSE IS EVER GOING TO BE TRUE. Which some may believe to be odd, given my penchant for Mormonism. But my personal belief is that there is some truth in all religions. Which makes sense if you consider that almost all religions have the same basic tenets. And the movie Constantine started off on the wrong foot with me, because EVERYBODY in it was Catholic, and there was absolutely no consideration, not even the QUESTION that any other religion in the world was real. I mean, when you find out for the first time in your life that God is real, and you have undeniable proof that it all happened, most people would ask the question, "so what of the other religions? how does Buddhism, Islam, Prtestantism fit into this Catholic truth you are presenting to me?" but that question was never asked in the movie Constantine, and that bugged me. It was as if they were saying, "of course Catholicism is true, what else could religious truth possibly be?"
Anyways, onto other subjects.
Birds
are awesome. except when they poop on your head and bite your hand for taking the troublen to return their mate to them. Yes, my ViVi is a pistol, and rather difficult, and contrary. But she's beautiful, and has such personality!
Sean
is even better! I am entirely in love with him, though we've spending a bit too much time together lately. tonight we are not going to see each other. We have made a pact that no matter what else, every week, we are obl;igated to take at least a minute, and do nothing but cuddle. reason being that cuddling, in it's beautiful simplicity, is nothing but love, and happiness and smiling. so a minute of cuddling minumum, where we are hugging, and touching and simply in love per week is a VERY GOOD THING! And it makes me love that wonderful boy even more than I already did.
We have been thinking about landscaping and architecture lately. On Sunday, while he was at church, I kinda went a little crazy, and drew the modified plans for my house. Then I began landscaping plans for our possible backyard. We discussed it last night, and I have some more modifying to do. I am excited, because the plan ias based on my current house, which I love, except it has an added couple of feet here, an extra room or two there, and I love it! I am really excited to build this new house! I will make sure it has desirable amenities, like electric heating (despite it's expensive-ness) and more reasonable breaker divisions. Unlike my super-crap house, with a fridge, and washer, AND dryer all on the same breaker. For those of you who know nothig of which I speak of, that means, we plug in a can opener, and the breaker blows. It is Sucky McBlow-Ass.
Filming My Immortal
Yesterday, I was hit by a car. Four times. Or more accurately, I was asked to walk into a moving car, then roll out of the way, and act dead, whilst said car sped away. I took the first bus to Sean's house and cuddled with him as he woke up, and later that day when Devin arrived, we bagan storyline filming of My Immortal.
We started at Sean's filming practice scenes, where I was singing with Sean playing the piano, and I had to get mad at him, and storm out. That was fun! Sean laughed and ruined the shot like fifteen times! We did all sorts of rushing in and out, and running down the street scenes, and it was great!
Then we drove to Devin's, and did--dun dun dun--the bedroom scene!!! No, it was nothing like you're thinking, Devin does PG videos! Jeex, you dirty-minded individuals! So scandalous! Anyways, we changed into pj's, and did fun bed scenes, where Sean wakes up from a nightmare, looks over, and checks to make sure I'm still there. It was so funny, because he only had about four barrs to do all this is, so half the takes ended up looking like he looked over, and then, "meh. whatever, I don't care." watching the footage later, we had a good laugh over that. We also got some of the funniest bloopers ever. One was staged, where me and Sean were hiding uder the covers, and he turned out to be wearing a random Amish hat, and I was salivating over this picture of Devin. It was his BIG CAMEO in the film, and we laughed like fools over it. Also, there was one take where I accidentally ran my face into the pillow next to me, and even though the camera didn't catch it, it panned back to me, and I was laughing at my mistake, and staring at the camera, and it ruined the shot. twas amusing.
After that, his Mom got home with her boyfriend, and we all drove downtown to film the car crash scenes. Those were so funny! I couldn't handle the shots, weher Devin was trying to get the surprised, I'm-about-to-get-hit-by-a-car face, and every single one, I started laughing.
When we did the scene, Devin actually asked me to walk into the car, as it was moving, and fall over the hood of the car. According to them, I looked like a plastic dummy each time--but hey! YOU try walking into a moving car, and see how natural YOU look! One thing is certain, I am NOT a stunt actor! Anyways, passerby were quite confused, and Devin was in the midst of filming one shot where I was lying on the ground, "dead" and some guy walks up, and asks, "Did somebody call an ambulance?" We all just started laughing, and I stood up, and was like, "I'm not dead, thanks very much!" in this cheery voice, and he was so confused. Devin's Mom was like, later, "Yeah sure we just hit this girl, and we're all just sitting around watching her bleed! Devin's filming her for his own sick purposes!" We had a good laugh over that, though the poor guy was just trying to be helpful to what was supposed to look like an accident.
Anyways, it was quite interesting, and will be fun to talk about in the interview.
Alright, I am super done with blogging now! Goodbye, all!
Friday, February 18, 2005
that was a pig screecher
I actually hate Laura and Brianna. nto really. but they annoy me.
Anyways, I haven't posted in far too long, and I only am now because I really cannot stomach doing any more symbolic meanings of "non-descript rental houses."
Hey, I have a question: does anybody check my blog anymore??? I am not whining, I just want to make sure people are still interested, because I realize I haven't posted in a long while.
Yesterday, me and Devin had a huge fight. I am assuming he is not talking to me, so I shall post my side of the story here, in the hopes that he will read it and understand why I got angry. It goes a little something like this:
Yesterday at choir, Sean was there, adn him and Devin were discussing future filming times for the storyline stuff of My Immortal. I was in a somewhat bad mood because I had just found out that I'd gotten eighty nine in acting, (when Devina dn April got 99; that's enraging) and eighty six in choir (something I've NEVER gotten below ninety in), but it was contained, you know? I wasn't snipping at anybody, I was just a little broody about it. Anyways, I wasn't participating in the conversation, and Brianna came up to me and asked if I wanted to sing a few songs with her and Laura because they felt like singing some Collective harmony before choir. So I went sure, I'm bored. We got the piano out, and sang Sincerely, which was fun. After we decided to sing Lonesome Road. Halfway through the song Devin turns around and says, "Alleah, come here." I just shook my head, because clearly, I was already doing something else, and it wasn't like I was going to drop everything just to go see what he wanted. So I shook my head at him, and didn't stop singing. He gave me this look, and repeated, "Alleah, COME HERE," in this really offensive tone of voice. Now, I have to explain my reaction to this. To me, it was like, he was expecting me to jump like a trained seal at his beck and call, and the very idea of anybody, let alone Devin expecting this of me offended me insanely. And let's not forget, I was still upset over my report card. So I stopped in the middle of a phrase, and said, "Devin, I'm signing," thinking maybe he'd realize that I was in themiddle of something, and wait til the end of the song. Not a chance. He grimaces at me, and snarkily snarls, "I don't care." That absolutely infuriated me. If I had been close to him, I would have punched him. As it was, I snarled back, "Well, too bad!" Then Mrs. Sinclair tried to start the practice, because she could clearly see things were getting angry. So I stalked over to where he was, and just about blew up. For those of you who were there, who thought I DID blow up, no I actually didn't, I was restraining myself from even worse yelling. I told him, "Don't EVER snap your fingers at me, and expect me to drop everything to come running, I won't take that kind of shit from you," in not so many words, but I was so angry, I can't remember the exact words now. He just narrowed his eyes, and said, "Go away, Alleah, I don't have time for this," and that, nearly gave me a hernia. I have never been so angry at him. All I could get out was, "YOU don't have fucking time for this," before Mrs. Sinclair broke it up. By that time, everybody in the room was silent and watching us, kind of warily. After that, we began warm up, and Devin left the room. He didn't come back for a half an hour. When he came back, he said to Sean, as an aside, "I'm thinking about not doing My Immortal now," Now THAT is the most manipulative, evil thing Devin has ever said and done. NOBODY drops a bone in my lap and expects me to kiss ass for it. NOBODY. I couldn't stomach it from Ratbitch, and I will NEVER take that from someone who professes to be my friend. Never. Thank goodness I didn't hear it, but it just goes to show how wrong it was, because of Sean's reaction. He had basically been a neutral observer through the fight, and when Devin said that to him, he just snapped, "You damn well better, because if you don't I will be so pissed." And well, he should be! He wrote the fucking storyline! And Devin has no right to treat us as if we are his little entourage, and that we'll do what he wants just because he's making a movie. Now, this is true, also: I overreacted. I know this, and I apologize to Devin for that. But he said it on his own website, I don't take any shit from anybody. And what I felt he did yesterday was horse manure of the vilest variety. (that sounded pompous) It was absolute crap.
Anyways, I am hoping Devion will read that, and understand my point of view, and notice my apology as well. But let it be known, that I do NOT consider that fight to be my fault. And it still makes me angry when I think about it.
Other than that, yesterday was pretty good. I only went to one class (*cringe*) and had a great time at Country Club with Brianna, Katie Lloyd, Laurie, Chris Read, and Sean. After choir, Sean took me to see Finding Neverland, and we had a fabulous tme! It was such a great movie, I cried throughout. Even Sean had little puddles, which is cute! We saw and talked to the twins, and agreed to spend time together next week after they get back from Youth Conference. We want to see their new place, and they want to meet the birds...
OH YEAH! THE BIRDS!!!! Sean bought two lovebirds for our five month anniversary! The girl is mine, and she's yellow, with a red face, and she's feirce, and bites people if they come near her cage, or her mate! She's very possessive of her lover, and preens him all the time, which is absolutely adorable! And she'll click, and scold you of you have the audacity to put your hand inside her cage, and she'll bite you if you pick her up! But she hops on my hand all the time, and likes to nestle in my hair, and sit on top of my head! She's very loud, too! If her mate flies more than half a room away, she shrieks, and chirps in distress, and it is so sweet! Her name is Vee Vee. The boy si Sean's, and he is blue and green, with a peach face, and he is very quiet and shy! He shies away from people if they try to get him to hop on their hand, and when he bites it is very very light and unassuming. He cheeps if his lover flies away from him, and snuggles up close on the perch next to her! He defers to his mate all the time, who is bigger and stronger than him. Sometimes, he'll get in trouble with her, and she'll bite him, and he'll snuggle up ion apology! And when they're feeling affectionate, they'll just perch really really close, and nuzzle each other adorably! His name is Cocoa! They are the most FABULOUS birds EVER! The lovebird is a species of parrot, and they are so friendly! If you pick one up with your hands cupped around them, and nuzzle their head against your cheek, they are so soft, and wonderful! You can even teach them to kiss! I love them, so! Vee Vee's the best gift Sean has ever given me!
Ok, so I'm done now. In conclusion, let me say, I adore the failing blog, and Anon is a loser, and clearly obsessed with us, seeing as hpow he can't stay away from our blogs. I am still curious as to his true identity. And em-ekual, whoever the hell THAT is. btw, it is possible that they DON'T go to Welly, but they actually go to Dover, or Barsby, given that all of our friends are in different schools. I really am curious to discover who this undeveloped cretin is.
k, bye.
Anyways, I haven't posted in far too long, and I only am now because I really cannot stomach doing any more symbolic meanings of "non-descript rental houses."
Hey, I have a question: does anybody check my blog anymore??? I am not whining, I just want to make sure people are still interested, because I realize I haven't posted in a long while.
Yesterday, me and Devin had a huge fight. I am assuming he is not talking to me, so I shall post my side of the story here, in the hopes that he will read it and understand why I got angry. It goes a little something like this:
Yesterday at choir, Sean was there, adn him and Devin were discussing future filming times for the storyline stuff of My Immortal. I was in a somewhat bad mood because I had just found out that I'd gotten eighty nine in acting, (when Devina dn April got 99; that's enraging) and eighty six in choir (something I've NEVER gotten below ninety in), but it was contained, you know? I wasn't snipping at anybody, I was just a little broody about it. Anyways, I wasn't participating in the conversation, and Brianna came up to me and asked if I wanted to sing a few songs with her and Laura because they felt like singing some Collective harmony before choir. So I went sure, I'm bored. We got the piano out, and sang Sincerely, which was fun. After we decided to sing Lonesome Road. Halfway through the song Devin turns around and says, "Alleah, come here." I just shook my head, because clearly, I was already doing something else, and it wasn't like I was going to drop everything just to go see what he wanted. So I shook my head at him, and didn't stop singing. He gave me this look, and repeated, "Alleah, COME HERE," in this really offensive tone of voice. Now, I have to explain my reaction to this. To me, it was like, he was expecting me to jump like a trained seal at his beck and call, and the very idea of anybody, let alone Devin expecting this of me offended me insanely. And let's not forget, I was still upset over my report card. So I stopped in the middle of a phrase, and said, "Devin, I'm signing," thinking maybe he'd realize that I was in themiddle of something, and wait til the end of the song. Not a chance. He grimaces at me, and snarkily snarls, "I don't care." That absolutely infuriated me. If I had been close to him, I would have punched him. As it was, I snarled back, "Well, too bad!" Then Mrs. Sinclair tried to start the practice, because she could clearly see things were getting angry. So I stalked over to where he was, and just about blew up. For those of you who were there, who thought I DID blow up, no I actually didn't, I was restraining myself from even worse yelling. I told him, "Don't EVER snap your fingers at me, and expect me to drop everything to come running, I won't take that kind of shit from you," in not so many words, but I was so angry, I can't remember the exact words now. He just narrowed his eyes, and said, "Go away, Alleah, I don't have time for this," and that, nearly gave me a hernia. I have never been so angry at him. All I could get out was, "YOU don't have fucking time for this," before Mrs. Sinclair broke it up. By that time, everybody in the room was silent and watching us, kind of warily. After that, we began warm up, and Devin left the room. He didn't come back for a half an hour. When he came back, he said to Sean, as an aside, "I'm thinking about not doing My Immortal now," Now THAT is the most manipulative, evil thing Devin has ever said and done. NOBODY drops a bone in my lap and expects me to kiss ass for it. NOBODY. I couldn't stomach it from Ratbitch, and I will NEVER take that from someone who professes to be my friend. Never. Thank goodness I didn't hear it, but it just goes to show how wrong it was, because of Sean's reaction. He had basically been a neutral observer through the fight, and when Devin said that to him, he just snapped, "You damn well better, because if you don't I will be so pissed." And well, he should be! He wrote the fucking storyline! And Devin has no right to treat us as if we are his little entourage, and that we'll do what he wants just because he's making a movie. Now, this is true, also: I overreacted. I know this, and I apologize to Devin for that. But he said it on his own website, I don't take any shit from anybody. And what I felt he did yesterday was horse manure of the vilest variety. (that sounded pompous) It was absolute crap.
Anyways, I am hoping Devion will read that, and understand my point of view, and notice my apology as well. But let it be known, that I do NOT consider that fight to be my fault. And it still makes me angry when I think about it.
Other than that, yesterday was pretty good. I only went to one class (*cringe*) and had a great time at Country Club with Brianna, Katie Lloyd, Laurie, Chris Read, and Sean. After choir, Sean took me to see Finding Neverland, and we had a fabulous tme! It was such a great movie, I cried throughout. Even Sean had little puddles, which is cute! We saw and talked to the twins, and agreed to spend time together next week after they get back from Youth Conference. We want to see their new place, and they want to meet the birds...
OH YEAH! THE BIRDS!!!! Sean bought two lovebirds for our five month anniversary! The girl is mine, and she's yellow, with a red face, and she's feirce, and bites people if they come near her cage, or her mate! She's very possessive of her lover, and preens him all the time, which is absolutely adorable! And she'll click, and scold you of you have the audacity to put your hand inside her cage, and she'll bite you if you pick her up! But she hops on my hand all the time, and likes to nestle in my hair, and sit on top of my head! She's very loud, too! If her mate flies more than half a room away, she shrieks, and chirps in distress, and it is so sweet! Her name is Vee Vee. The boy si Sean's, and he is blue and green, with a peach face, and he is very quiet and shy! He shies away from people if they try to get him to hop on their hand, and when he bites it is very very light and unassuming. He cheeps if his lover flies away from him, and snuggles up close on the perch next to her! He defers to his mate all the time, who is bigger and stronger than him. Sometimes, he'll get in trouble with her, and she'll bite him, and he'll snuggle up ion apology! And when they're feeling affectionate, they'll just perch really really close, and nuzzle each other adorably! His name is Cocoa! They are the most FABULOUS birds EVER! The lovebird is a species of parrot, and they are so friendly! If you pick one up with your hands cupped around them, and nuzzle their head against your cheek, they are so soft, and wonderful! You can even teach them to kiss! I love them, so! Vee Vee's the best gift Sean has ever given me!
Ok, so I'm done now. In conclusion, let me say, I adore the failing blog, and Anon is a loser, and clearly obsessed with us, seeing as hpow he can't stay away from our blogs. I am still curious as to his true identity. And em-ekual, whoever the hell THAT is. btw, it is possible that they DON'T go to Welly, but they actually go to Dover, or Barsby, given that all of our friends are in different schools. I really am curious to discover who this undeveloped cretin is.
k, bye.
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