the boring leading the bored
Saturday, September 27, 2003
WHA' HAPPENED?
today was fairly cool i guess.
i had the grand LANCASTER INVITATIONAL today. and i was SO psyched. this was gonne be the race where my season started to take off towards my PR that i want. but... it was muddy. and... sucky. i did pretty poorly, which made me a little upset. i feel like im in a rut. maybe i will fare better at eisenhart. i have to... its EISENHART. but yeah, it was still a pretty good time. i got a super-cool spirit bag... thanks kylie! i love my hello kitty! i ran a whole lot. like, after the race i ran around to try and watch our varsity team, and then me, brian and alex ran around and watched boy's jv race... and i swear i almost collapsed. but hey, like brian says, "anything for mike." after the races we went and did the bridge, which was awesome. i just wish i could have gotten my point across more clearly in the circle... sure we have "team unity" but it honestly isnt enough. we need to work harder in a lot of ways if we want to accomplish our goals. i feel like our jv squad doesnt quite have it together... like, because we dont have a really tough coach we dont have to like, focus... i dont know. i dont mean to accuse my teammates, i love you guys honestly, but like, all this getting mad at the upperclassmen for trying to maintain order... i think its stupid. i think we all just need to stop acting like girls, really. and by that i mean we need to stop being catty and stop getting upset about stupid crap. i think maybe thats just a human condition... we all just need to be patient and learn to see from other people's perspectives and learn to forgive. its weird to me that sometimes its so hard just to be decent to other people. im totally guilty of this too.
anyway, we ran the bridge, and i went with caroline because she's awesome. after we all did that, we went out to eat... i went to arby's with a bunch of the girls, and the guys+the rest of the girls went to ponderosa. ponderosa is so icky. arbys was awesome though, watching coach dip his sandwich in a ketchup and horseradish mixture.... eew.... and trying to figure out what the heck the toy in Rut's kidsmeal did (it was a holepunch. that looked like a hippo plus a bulldozer.) and inadvertently making fun of her boyfriend whom i dont even know. good times. on the way home i just sat around and ate nerds (courtesy of my spirit bag) and listened to the smiths and made gaeta listen to the smiths. i wish my headphones werent such pieces of crap... they finally just snapped in half today. i need new ones so bad. SO bad. i guess ill slate that as my next purchase.
wow. if you check someone's profile often enough, it actually DOES change!
watched "A Mighty Wind" tonight. it wasn't bad... but wasnt good. im disappointed in you guys, Chris and Eugene! you just didn't follow through with ANYTHING. this sort of work will NOT do if you want to continue the legacy of Waiting for Guffman. however, i am definitely a big fan of the music in this film. especially the Mitch and Mickey stuff... so cute! SO cute. my mom says its too cute, and she's probably right, but hey. in general, you should see this movie, but try and steal someone else's money and rent it with that. and if you do, just SEE if you don't start saying "i dont THINK so!" every five minutes.
i suppose thats probably all i have. i should really go to bed so i can get up tomorrow... clowning! whee!
music: didnt you pay attention? the smiths!
cause these things take time
and i know that im
the most inept that ever stepped
Friday, September 26, 2003
so i get to paint my face
thats right. on sunday. i get to clown! in front of the whole church! and im seriously so excited. i LOVE clowning. well, clown-acting. im a terrible clown for interaction but put me on a stage and im good to go. we get to pass out balloons! with the word "joy" written on them! it will be so fun. im really looking forward to it.
and i get to paint my face. and not be me. which is becoming more and more okay. because its becoming less and less okay to BE me. it makes me afraid.
i should be sleeping. or writing a journal. or something. so i think im going to go.
music: the smiths... "there is a light that never goes out," "you just havent earned it yet," "william it was really nothing"... maybe "unloveable."
Wednesday, September 24, 2003
it is all so clear now!
Punk Bass 1: you know what it is?
Punk Bass 1: you're too emo
-sam, on why i cant get a homecoming date
music: bright eyes, cursive... just kidding. its still the smiths.
Tuesday, September 23, 2003
because i am a conformist loser, thats why
i so wanna get asked to homecoming.
music: my new cd from shaina! (the smiths, louder than bombs)
Sunday, September 21, 2003
EEEK!
my comment thing is dead!!!! eeeek!
hi.
uhhhhh today i had a cross country meet! and it was cool except that i fell. i was going down a hill REALLY fast, and i sorta got out of control and as i was trying to pass some girls i got run off the course and i tripped and fell really hard. on my bum. so its sore. i had to sit on ice bags all day. and i also like, fell into a thorn bush or something... i had little pricklies in my hands and i couldnt find any tweezers so i had to carve them out with a safety pin. hurrah for having a high pain threshold.
girl sam's response to my bum injury: have someone kiss it better ^-^
and thats why i love sam.
speaking of which... uhhh... moms still sick. she seems to be getting worse since she got off her one medication. it sucks.
also sucks: being hated by people. it sorta makes me want to die sometimes.
its probably been a bad day.
i watched the movie Catch-22 tonight. the book is better, but the movie's pretty cool. it was a little disturbing at times, just seeing some of the more graphic stuff described in the novel.
last night i went to the fb game. it was pretty interesting. we lost, which sucks. i had a decent time though... hung out with arjun and sam mostly. oh and stella. and i came with jill but she went home early. after, i watched the band show! it was actually kinda cool... ive never seen one before... at least, paid attention to one. yeah, good job bandies!
i have a cold. it makes me feel like ive been crying. i did cry at the meet when i hurt myself. but that was many hours ago! darn this cold.
i got the love fern thursday night. i gave it soil yesterday, since it didnt have any cause katie's dogs went to town with it. its very happy with new soil. it hasnt really been very good luck for me... for one, i dont have a homecoming date still, but i love it anyway. i refuse to love the fern conditionally because i know that deep down it loves me too. plus it came with bubblegum. i love bubblegum.
its cold in here! ill put on my ugly seafoam green tourist sweatshirt from the bahamas! i totally need winter clothes.... like some jeans... and a sweater or two... i really need some good sweaters. i dont know if any shopping will take place though. maybe ill just order clothes online. haha... yeah RIGHT. if i cant try the jeans on, they dont get bought. thats the policy.
i think im just rambling now so ill bring this to a close.
music: the eagles "take it easy", josh groban, tons of Live from the CD 101 Big Room, katie's flaming lips cd, mimu mix version 1 (the rojo compilation), elton john, and techno from dise
Tuesday, September 16, 2003
song of the day cause its just so darn good
"1952 Vincent Black Lightning"
Says Red Molly, to James, "Well that's a fine motorbike.
A girl could feel special on any such like."
Says James, to Red Molly, "My hat's off to you.
It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952.
And I've seen you on the corners and cafes, it seems.
Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme."
And he pulled her on behind,
And down to Boxhill,
They'd Ride.
Says James, to Red Molly, "Here's a ring for your right hand.
But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man;
For I've fought with the law since I was seventeen.
I've robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine.
And now I'm twenty-one years, I might make twenty-two.
And I don't mind dyin' but for the love of you.
But if fate should break my stride, then I'll give you my Vincent, To Ride."
"Come down Red Molly," called Sargent McQuade.
"For they've taken young James Aidee for Armed Robbery.
Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside.
Oh, come down, Red Molly, to his dying bedside."
When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left.
He was runnin' out of road. He was runnin' out of breath.
But he smiled, to see her cry.
And said, "I'll give you my Vincent.
To Ride."
Said James, "In my opinion, there's nothing in this world
Beats a '52 Vincent and a Redheaded girl.
Now Nortons and Indians and Greavses won't do.
Oh, they don't have a Soul like a Vincent '52."
Well he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys.
He said, "I've got no further use...for these.
I see Angels on Ariels in leather and chrome,
Swoopin' down from Heaven to carry me home."
And he gave her one last kiss and died.
And he gave her his Vincent.
To Ride.
sorry for not posting real things anymore. all original thoughts go into my journals for creative writing.
music: Live from the CD 101 Big Room
Tuesday, September 09, 2003
i guess it sort of makes sense...
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure - measure a year?
In daylights - In sunsets
In midnights - In cups of coffee
In inches - In miles
In laughter - In strife
In - Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?
In truths that she learned
Or in times that he cried
In bridges he burned
Or the way that she died
It's time now - to sing out
Tho' the story never ends
Let's celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love
Remember the love
Remember the love
Measure in love
Measure, measure your life in love
Seasons of love ...
Seasons of love
music: RENT, i am sam soundtracks.
Saturday, September 06, 2003
i only wish i was making this up
so i had my cc meet today, and it totally zapped my energy for the day. i've just been lying around the house and stuff, and i thought, "hey, it was SO nice outside earlier and i totally enjoyed lounging around under the trees at the meet, so i'll do the same here!" so i dragged my blanket and a pillow out into the backyard and lay down underneath a tree. it was pretty nice, the temperature was perfect. i actually got nit by a mosquito within 3 minutes, but i decided i was willing to overlook that and went back to sleep. then i heard some noises in the tree above me. i saw some leaves falling down and i figured it was just the wind, but then i saw that same squirrel running around up in the tree and i was like, oh cool! ill just watch the squirrel for a while! and i watched him for a while and thought about what a squirrel's life is like, just running around in the trees looking for acorns and stuff. well, my little squirrel friend shortly found an acorn, and he decided to crawl right over my head to eat it. i thought it was really funny because squirrels are rather messy eaters and little chunks of acorn were falling down onto my blanket! so i was laughing silently and continuing to watch the squirrel eat when a chunk of acorn falls on my FACE! now this was a little bit disturbing because it was covered in squirrel spit (im completely serious) so i went ew! and wiped it off my face. well, that was a mistake. the squirrel was suddenly aware of my prescence. he looked down at me and his eyes sorta glazed over... i was suddenly filled with a sense of foreboding. but i decided to just stay still for a second and see what would happen. well, the squirrel's tail started twitching really really fast and i was starting to get a little nervous. and then, the squirrel yelled at me! he started going "ee ee ee ee ee ee ee ee" in his little squirrely way and i totally grabbed my stuff and RAN into the house. i was honestly terrified that he would attack me. and that's how it happened.
i swear this is completely true. i couldnt make this stuff up.
music: the doors, "hear you me" by jimmy eat world
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