| Bush rant. |
[Mar. 14th, 2005|07:09 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Die Bush Die! | ] |
| [ | music |
| | No One Knows ~ Queens of the Stone Age | ] |
X-posted from my other journal, *pimps* ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) witheyesshut.
I really find it unfair for middle aged males in DC to make laws regarding abortion, considering that it is physically impossible for them to give birth. I also find it unfair that middle aged straight males (for the most part) are making laws regarding gay marriage, when they themselves are homophobic.
Ann McCaffrey once said, "Make no judgments where you have no compassion."
Tying this in, because the first paragraph was about the republican party in general. I cannot judge someone if they have not the means to become educated. However, when the individual in question is part of an extremely wealthy, prominent Texas family, I feel education is very easily attained. Unfortunately, our president shows not the signs that he had that education.
I also dislike Bush's taste for forcing Democratic and Christian ideals on all the countries he invades. A country's heritage is a culmination of many years of hard work, and includes religion, government, and traditions. It is not the goal of the United States to destroy diversity in the world and create a multitude of "Mini-Me" countries out there. There is diversity for a very good reason.
Another point about the elections. Democracy was founded with a belief that majority rules, correct? So, if that stands to reason, it should always be one individual, one vote. However, the electoral system puts higher emphasis on the votes of those from larger, more populated states such as Florida. Individuals in Oregon receive fewer electoral votes because their state is more sparsely populated. Therefore, were we to follow our own ideals, and since we call ourselves a "democratic nation" (which we are not), the Electoral College is hypocritical and should be abolished.
Furthermore, I've seen several attacks on the No Child Left Behind Act on this forum and in other places. Not once have I heard a conservative justify George W's No Child Left Behind Act. There are many minorities in my high school, and many children of migrant workers who've just left Mexico. How fair is it to say that because those kids only speak and read Spanish, that my school is a failing one? And, the other end of the spectrum. Gifted students suffer in class through the implementation of No Child Left Behind. Since the majority of us are intelligent human beings, I'm sure we've sat through a class, frustrated and bored, as the teacher taught down to a level far below ours. Then, you get kids acting out in class as a result of their boredom, which leads to dissent and rebellion. Ultimately, this results in the kid getting expelled or in serious trouble. How fair is it to punish students just because they are intelligent, gifted, or creative? Is it necessary to quash the creativity out of individuals in this "one nation, under surveillance"?
Moving on to the Patriot Act. That is a shameful and blatant violation of civil liberties! I don't understand how a fifteen year old girl in Idaho who's researching Islam on the internet should be questioned by the government for "subversive activity" is helping fight terrorism? At State Debate last weekend, I heard someone argue that they'd rather see the right people caught then running free, even if it is at the expense of our civil liberties. This freedom in the US that everyone speaks of is non-existant! All the "freedom isn't free" bullshit that the conservatives will pull on you is bullshit. We are NOT a free country!
President Bush is a sick misrepresentation of the contituency of this country. We are not all ignorant cowboy war mongers!
There... wasn't it beautiful? That dumbass prick should... should... should... oh, meh, whatever.
( 4 hours, 16 minutes of really random-ass music, click for free music and shit )
I'm so random. Oh, I <333 marijuana man. XD |
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| Squee meme of d00m! |
[Mar. 13th, 2005|05:07 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  chipper | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Original Sinsuality ~ Tori Amos | ] |
Here in the comments you can squee about anything. A 'ship you like, a show you think is awesome, a movie everyone has to see. Maybe people will squee back at you and you'll make new friends. Maybe they'll squee back and you'll just have fun squeeing together for five minutes. Maybe they never would have considered the 'ship you squeed about, if you hadn't squeed. So basically, you can either incoherently ramble about things you love, or you can give explanations of why you love something. It can be something popular or something no one but you loves. It's all good.
So... one... two... three... SQUEE.
ETA: One rule - 'ship, character, or fandom bashing will not be allowed. Come to think of it, bashing at ALL won't be allowed. So be nice, all right?
ETA #2: Pimp it! No, seriously. I want people I've never met squeeing about things I've never heard of.
(Gakked from starrysummer) |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 11th, 2005|12:02 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  thoughtful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Nothing, I shut it off to write | ] |
I have my cases written. I decided against everything we discussed at debate... using national unity is a crappy value on negative. Therefore I've re-done cases.
Do I walk to my doom? We'll see, tomorrow night. |
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| State Debate Resolution |
[Mar. 6th, 2005|02:17 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  intimidated | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Fred Jones pt 2 ~ Ben Folds | ] |
REQUEST FOR HELP FROM ANY AND ALL LJ USERS AND ANONYMOUS POSTERS WHO VIEW THIS ENTRY:
I need uber-help. The resolution for State Debate states:
Resolved: In order to better protect civil liberties, community standards ought to take precendence over conflicting national standards.
a - What do you make of the resolution?
b - Tell me what you think. Make some good arguments either way on your viewpoints.
c - To reila specifically, can you help me with my value and criterion for both aff and neg?
<333, A |
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| Any port in a storm... |
[Mar. 2nd, 2005|09:30 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  confused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Wednesday ~ Tori Amos | ] |
Ugh. I miss talking to people so badly...
Never look through old photos on your digital camera. Especially if you still think about/like your ex. Goddamnit, Tom, this sucks. I'm looking through pieces of my life, and each one I see, I seem to want it back more and more. Everything has gone crazy, my world has turned upside down. It's odd, though, the emotions that moments such as that trigger. I said the most insightful things I may ever say in my life, but I can't remember them. I was highly disappointed. But it happened, much to my elation.
I started going through my Windows Media Player and pulling lyrics out of songs that I relate to. It's an interesting mix... Evanescence, Fountains of Wayne, Madonna, The Beatles, Ziggy Marley, and many more. This should be fun. I've also decided to stop being embarrassed of the fact that I actually like Madonna.
I feel so... confused, I suppose. Why must things happen the way they do? Why do we take things for granted? And, most importantly, why don't I have Tori Amos' new CD yet?
I have made a mess of being myself. So... uhm, how do I fix it? God help me.
By the way: GO LISTEN TO EISLEY. RIGHT NOW. Marvelous Things rocks my socks off. Oh, yeah, GO LISTEN TO THE DUHKS. They also rock. Mists of Down Below = love.
( Such Innocent Eyes, a WIP ) |
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| I'm taking the liberty to... |
[Feb. 26th, 2005|03:30 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | cheerful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | New Slang ~ The Shins | ] |
I'm taking the liberty to spam this journal with my squeeing.
I made state debate for L-D! Districts were last night, and somehow I managed to win all four of my cases. My first opponent was alright, I suppose, my second freaked my the hell out with his singing of Queen, the third was an excellent debater with a shit case, and the fourth was really quite good, but a little tough to understand.
So now, Megan and I get to go to Twin Falls in two weeks with Mr. Carr. This should be fun. XD
-A |
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| Wee snippet. |
[Feb. 21st, 2005|08:24 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  optimistic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Broken Heart ~ Reckless Kelly | ] |
<lj-cut text="Just a wee snippet I wrote the other day...>
If you recognize it from my past entries, good for you. If not... hm, oh well.
Pairing: Conor/Julien. Before you say, oh god, not more Anyaslash, just read it.
Rating: Uhm, I'm pretty sure it's G/PG. There's nothing too serious in it.
Working Title: Fractured
Please note! This is a work-in-progress, therefore I will be posting snippets of it for a few days. As I am a little commenting everywhere h0r, I'd appreciate comments.
Read and enjoy! (Not to be confused with Share-and-Enjoy, for those of you who've read the Hitchhiker's Guide)
“In death’s sleep, what dreams may come?”
Desire… passion… lust…
So much to long for, so much to wish for. To hold a dream within one’s hands, a star’s dust, the mirth of a cloud’s sweet benign light. To grow to love these things, to want.
Remorse… resentment… hatred…
The promise of sweet enchanting beauties withheld, to place the carrot beneath the horse’s tongue only to withdraw it in the space of a gathering of desirous moments.
These things I have come to know well. This culmination of emotion’s bitter poison grates brashly on my soul, sharp against my bleeding hard. I have become vile and loathsome in the stead of an ice-numbed nothingness.
Is it a sin to despise one’s countenance so fiercely that one would lose one’s hated dripping sentiments and reminiscent nature in a moment’s bloody misjudgement? Does it bode ill if circumstance afford one to assume the airs and fripperies of another?
In-so-desiring those things that sat prettily within my spirit, I discovered a life with hand extended to logical practicalities and a cold demeanour adopted towards passionate reflections and a stigma associated with stirring words.
And so I abandoned my soul in a graveyard of forlorn, war-torn words. I wanted merely a shade of happiness, the light of sweet sun upon my cheek, to feel the palpitations of love deep within the chambers of my fool’s heart.
The mistakes we make when reason and truth are hidden from our perceptive eyes destroy us. I have become a destitute paper doll version of myself as I made blunder after blunder.
Once, you kissed me. You kissed me like you meant it. I was sitting there on the piano bench, pretending to be drunker than I truly was. This was just another silly charade, an evening’s entertainment, to see if you would fall for me.
I just wanted the brush of your lips against mine. They weren’t perfect, soft, pink lips, but they were what I so desired. I wanted to run my hands through your beautiful, thick hair, to comprehend your deep, passionate mind.
You were always my Simon, my idea of perfection. I was a girl for you, was a boy, became an idea, and slowly, gradually, faded into a lie. I was the wispy cloud on the horizon that belonged to no one, to nothing, had no opinions, and saw nothing. Appearing to be complete and vast, yet when touched, I have no substance. I am only you, that which I reflect. Soft, sweet, intangible, forgettable, nonexistent.
I will become whole again. I am a human being, a human being who is vastly in love with an idea. For that idea I would do anything, yet for myself I must do this one thing.
I need to become alive to love. And then I can truly live. </lj-cut>
Back home. Mmmm... life is looking up right now.
I coloured my hair and will picspam later this week. When I'm *not* lazy, as in hardly ever. |
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| Changes occurring in Teh Anya's journal. |
[Feb. 18th, 2005|09:49 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Mad World ~ Tears for Fears | ] |
Important notice to anyone who reads my journal on a regular basis:
In light of recent events and changes in my own personality, I've decided that this journal must split into two.
guttermistress - My fandom journal. This is where I will wibble about slash, writing, and music. Because music deserves to be everywhere, especially good music.
Fandom friends, please keep this journal friended.
If you know me in real life (RL) and want to keep this journal friended, there are two requirements: (a) You read my writings, and enjoy doing so. (b) You don't feel compelled to attack my adoration for slash in my writings.
witheyesshut - This is my new RL journal. This is where I will be discussing the daily comings and goings of my life, interactions with other humanoids, mainly those in my community.
RL friends, please keep this journal friended.
Fandom friends, it is optional to friend/keep this journal friended. The menial points of my life probably don't mean very much to you, considering that we've never met, and if an event makes a true impact on my life, I will post it in this journal. Already going back on my word, damnit. Meh.
I apologize for this, I've just really had enough of my fandom life and RL becoming one. Fandom is my place to be myself without being judged.
Obviously, there will also be a flist-cut involved with this. If I unfairly cut you (I make mistakes with great frequency), let me know about it. Just comment, tell me why I should add you, and we'll move onward from there.
The finally point of this entry is that there is the possibility this journal will become Friends-Only for the long term from this point onward. When I have made my ultimate decision, I will update to tell you all.
Thank you for your time and patience,
-A |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 18th, 2005|05:13 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | confused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Lullaby for Cain ~ Sinead O'Connor | ] |
( In Death's Sleep, what dreams mayh come? )
Ah... it feels good to write again. I wrote another little bit that thenakedpeter read and was disturbed by... I'm not going to post it because it's not all that great.
The last few days have been erm... interesting.
-Josh and I broke up.
-We finished Hamlet in Shakespeare. Mel Gibson looks disturbingly like Tom Green as he's dying.
-I have a C in Earth Science and a B in Geometry. Oh well.
And other stuff which shall not be discussed here or anywhere else. I feel like head-desking, though.
Thanks to thenakedpeter for making me laugh on the comments on my last entry, _ninfa and tesquyla for the icons, and dementedina for the offer. If anyone ever feels like making Teh Anya icons, she would of course appreciate it much. Especially Tom/Peter, Tom/Dickie, or any other slash. Hotmovieslash!icons are good. |
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| Icon request! |
[Feb. 16th, 2005|08:05 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  creative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Talented Mr. Ripley | ] |
Firstly, ignore this post if you are a non-fandom friend. Yes, this means anyone who lives in Idaho.
Secondly...
I have a request! I would absolutely love anyone who is willing to link me to/make some icons from The Talented Mr. Ripley. Preferably Tom/Peter icons. I would love you forever if you did this for me. |
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| It's been awhile... |
[Feb. 16th, 2005|05:02 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | contemplative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | My Funny Valentine ~ Matt Damon | ] |
Hello, all. After a relaxing few days of being grounded, I've returned. Silly Mom. *shakes head*
Since last we spoke, many things have happened. Many drabbles have been written about nothing, and many things that won't be revealed here also occurred.
I didn't go to Sun Valley. Surprised? Me neither. I love how my father makes hollow promises every other day. *sigh* Speaking of my dad, he apparently doesn't know my birthday. He put it down as April 26, 1990, and my name as 'Annie' on some legal documents of his. Oh well... you learn to live with these day to day let-downs.
Valentine's Day... hm. Well, I got one of the new Bright Eyes CDs from Mom, $20 from Hurley, a belated Valentine from both Jamie and Adriana, a carnation from Zena (whom I love forever and forever XD), and one of those really big chocolate kisses from Josh. I especially loved Adriana's valentine: 'I love brown eyed girls, therefore I must be a conceited brown eyed girl.' XP <3333
And here's another big surprise! My relationship with Josh is not going so well. He ignores me in the hall quite a lot, and the only time we really talk is when we're passing notes in Hiner's class. Oh well... at least Sam will be happy.
I finally watched The Talented Mr. Ripley, and OMGTEHLURRRVE. Matt Damon = woah, amazing. It was so excellent, and I recommend you all go out and watch it now. Yes. But the book isn't nearly as good as the movie so far, amazingly. Patricia Highsmith is a relatively poor writer.
<lj-cut text="My favourite of the bits I've written... feedback is definitely appreciated!>“In death’s sleep, what dreams may come?”
Desire… passion… lust…
So much to long for, so much to wish for. To hold a dream within one’s hands, a star’s dust, the mirth of a cloud’s sweet benign light. To grow to love these things, to want.
Remorse… resentment… hatred…
The promise of sweet enchanting beauties withheld, to place the carrot beneath the horse’s tongue only to withdraw it in the space of a gathering of desirous moments.
These things I have come to know well. This culmination of emotion’s bitter poison grates brashly on my soul, sharp against my bleeding hard. I have become vile and loathsome in the stead of an ice-numbed nothingness.
Is it a sin to despise one’s countenance so fiercely that one would lose one’s hated dripping sentiments and reminiscent nature in a moment’s bloody misjudgement? Does it bode ill if circumstance afford one to assume the airs and fripperies of another?
In-so-desiring those things that sat prettily within my spirit, I discovered a life with hand extended to logical practicalities and a cold demeanour adopted towards passionate reflections and a stigma associated with stirring words.
And so I abandoned my soul in a graveyard of forlorn, war-torn words. I wanted merely a shade of happiness, the light of sweet sun upon my cheek, to feel the palpitations of love deep within the chambers of my fool’s heart. </lj-cut>
It's a WIP, and I feel it's slightly unreadable. I'd like feedback, though.
My Valentine's Sentiments:
<lj user=_ninfa> - I loved your 30 Things to do Before Inauguration, and read them whenever I need a laugh. *huggles* You are so lucky to have Mateen!
<lj user=thenakedpeter> - Erm. I'm sorry I've been such an insufferable bitch lately. I don't know what to say to you... eep. *glomps*
<lj user=spiffypickles> - I miss you, I hope you feel better soon! *huggles*
<lj user=truelyzenaboo> - Thank you for being a sweetheart, your Valentine was much appreciated! <3333333
<lj user=jaig> - You are the best comic relief I know of, and I shall glomp you to small bits and give you pie. <3333
<lj user=dementedina> - Whee! Congrats on your success on your tests, <33333 always, my dear.
And that is all. I'm glad to be back. |
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| Lykewoah... boring post. |
[Feb. 12th, 2005|10:47 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  groggy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Dragonfly ~ Ziggy Marley | ] |
I realized I haven't written anything pertaining to fandom in... far too long. Therefore I have a proposition for my muse:
O faire Muse, if you feel the need to inspire me with deep, provoking concepts for fandom fic, I certainly wouldn't object. I would take you on a nice long vacation to Sun Valley tomorrow, and then to Ashland and the Oregon Coast over Spring Break. There is no doubt I would do this for you, if you felt so compelled to inspire me.
Love,
Me.
So, there is my proposition to The Muse. Hopefully, it works.
Meh. I have two ingrown fingernails. This bothers me.
List of things that happened last night at the game:
Tom got a mohawk. Lykewoah! It looks awesome.
Josh broke his finger at wrestling practice. *huggles* I guess he got in a fight with Zack Sena about something. *headdesk* Well... I guess he won, at least. Ta.
Becca passed out in the middle of the National Anthem.
Jess lied to me a couple of times about things people said that won't be mentioned here. But I still love her to death.
That's really pretty much it. The essence of non-intrigue. *glares at Muse*
ETA: Going to Sun Valley with Dad tomorrow. Perhaps. |
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| I hate Kenney Branstetter. Rinse, repeat. |
[Feb. 10th, 2005|04:48 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  hot | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Smells Like Teen Spirit ~ Nirvana | ] |
Mr. Hall = righteous headache.
This morning, before band, Kenney Branstetter shoves his little meat sandwich thingie in my face and is like mmmm... so good. I was disgruntled, but said nothing. It's really not amusing, people.
So then, during band when Mr. Hall asked the class what kind of pizza everyone wanted, Kenney smirks, looks at me and says, "Meat lovers!"
I said, "Someone should lodge a piccolo in your skull."
Mr. Hall then proceeded to launch into how they don't bother me about my point of view, so why do I bother them about theirs? I was like... hm... not really working out in my brain, because he was violating MY rights first.
Meh. Trivial and petty, really.
So now, I'm getting ready for the Girls' Basketball game tonight. It's at Middleton. This should be fun. XD
Since my last entry got screwed up, I thought I'd tell you all I've become a Vegan. Go me!
Enjoy yourselves people! kthxbai! |
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| Mmmm *crunch* |
[Feb. 8th, 2005|03:57 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | creative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Dunno What It's Called ~ VHS or Beta | ] |
I am disgruntled at my MSN messenger for being nonfunctional at the moment, but am nonetheless pleased. I have teh excellent grades in Chavez's classes... both A+.
I wrote a random case today. My value was happiness and my criterion was honesty. It was amusing. Josh laughed at it.
I also started writing. My main characters are called Sufreja Hawthorne and Conor Andersen. This should be quite some novella I turn out with... if I manage to finish it ever.
There is a basketball game tonight in Middleton, but I am not going. This is due to the fact that I'm going to see Gloria Steinem speak! You are all jealous, I command it to be so.
That's all. |
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| Cocoa stains in your skirt and oh-so-fuckable transvestites! |
[Feb. 7th, 2005|03:42 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  ditzy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Missing the War ~ Ben Folds Five | ] |
Today was funny. I was exceedingly hyper and bounced around dangling my participles and slaughtering my syntax (oh my)!
Mr. Britt knows who Conor Oberst is, yay. Conor = teh sex, teh love, and all other things starting in teh! Teh fuckable. Mr. Britt substituted for Chavez today, I was much disgruntled at her absence but I dealt with it.
Mr. Hiner did not enjoy my bouncy mood today, but I lived. That old windbag should lighten up... though it's not like his wife is willing to oblige. O.o Two people so unattractive should not be allowed to procreate. But then again, look are their children. o.O
There is this one tree that I can see while I sit here and type this journal entry. It's tall, dark green, and appears to be perfectly symmetical. It's very odd... not necessarily a tree one would expect to find in the middle of Weiser, Idaho. [/random]
I was amused at how many 'omg that is lyke teh craziest thing lyke EVAR. Anne and Josh are lyke going out, woah!1111!!!1eleven!' I heard. Then they said, awwwww, it is teh sweet.
What a random livejournal entry. I love these moods. |
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| Meme that you ALL must answer. |
[Feb. 5th, 2005|12:40 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | complacent | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Time is Running Out ~ Muse | ] |
1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
2. Describe me in one word.
3. How long have you known me?
4. When and how did we first meet?
5. What was your first impression?
6. Do you still think that way about me now?
7. What do you think my flaw is?
8. Do you think I'll get married? To whom?
9. What makes me ecstatic?
10. What makes me depressed?
11. What reminds you of me?
12. If you could give me anything, what would it be?
13. How well do you know me?
14. When's the last time you saw me?
15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
16. Do you enjoy having a conversation with me? If yes, why?
17. Do you think our friendship/relationship is getting stronger, weaker, or staying the same?
You all must answer this meme plskthnxbai! |
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| Still sick... |
[Feb. 4th, 2005|03:17 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sick | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Blower's Daughter ~ Damien Rice | ] |
I'm home from school right now, and still sick. Joy.
Mr. Hall let me sleep through band this morning. It was so nice. Mmm... I didn't have to play my instrument, I just sat there and slept peacefully. Until Electricity, when some kid hit the bass drum really frigging hard and I jolted awake. That sucked slightly.
Methinks I may buy Josh a carnation from Colour Guard for Valentine's Day. Hm... I almost did it today, but I realized I only had a dollar. Oh well, I'll get one next week if I remember. He's such a little cutie... he was making a list of 30 life goals for health and he turns to me in English and says, I would so put kiss a girl before my Freshman year is over on here, but I have a feeling Mrs. Crawford would be pissed. Then he gives me this really significant wink and I was like aww...
So... that was my uninteresting day. I may cajole (sp?) my mother into letting me go to watch Scharbrough wrestle tonight... I know he's going to kick some serious ass. Go Jake! |
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| Gold teeth and black guys doing the samba... |
[Feb. 3rd, 2005|06:08 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | happy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Let It Be ~ The Beatles | ] |
The joys of being sick.
I went to Boise with Mom and Hurley today... we left at the ungodly hour of 5:30 this morning, it was completely insane. But... I did get to sleep in the car, therefore I am not complaining.
I made several important purchases today:
Kelly Green Jansport Backpack to use for debate materials
Black 'I did not vote 4 Bush' bracelet, much like those livestrong ones
Mint green t-shirt (yay for goodwill!)
Earth Day shirt (yet again, yay for goodwill!)
Thus, a successful day.
Oh, boo hoo, another person is mad at me. Look, honey, I've come to the realization that it's tough if you're pissed.
I am in an excellent mood despite my illness and lack of voice and the impending d00m of debate tournament tomorrow. And no one is going to drag me out of that mood, thank you very much.
<333333 - Me. |
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