Archives March
So posterity may witness the making of the universe's greatest person
3/7/02
    I'm locked out of alo, which means I can't access my mail. It's driving me nuts! There are so many people I have to respond to, and I can't. Grr...
3/9/02
    An interesting conversation.
B: did you lose power last night?
E: I don't think so
B: it was quite amusing. my little brothers started screaming. funny how they notice the power's out when they're supposed to be asleep. So I had to go find candles (LOL) and sit with them until they could fall asleep. brats.
E: oh. I wouldn't know then. I was asleep by eleven
B: so was I
B: until they woke me up LOL
E: isn't it pathetic? ...we are getting old in our old age
E: :o)
E: my father's
E: father's
E: elder brother's
E: daughter
E: is getting married to a canadian
E: His name is mark, but they all call him shiva
B: haha why don't they call him Mark?
E: shiva's easier, I guess
B: funstuff.
E: anyway, she's getting a hindu wedding and a christian wedding
B: that should be cool
    I hope you enjoyed that. It's the most exciting thing that's happened to me all day.
3/11/02
Listen to the wind rushing through the old people
    It's just something to ponder.
    By the by, this month's cursor is flashing four albums/cd's that I am enjoying at the moment (one by one, of course.) Listen to them some time.
3/12/02
    I history today our teacher wrote descriptions of made up people on the board and told us to choose three people from that list who we qwould be comfortable sharing an appartment. There were such descriptions as "rich med student" "Homosexual postal worker" "Jock who works at rec center" "Jewish college student" and so on. The fact that we had to pich only based on superficialities like their background or sexual preference annoyed me. Our teacher seems to think that everyone in this world makes judgements on others based on things like that. Perhaps he's right, but I do not believe in that sort of thing, and I wish he wouldn't do that kind of stuff to us. I mean, what do I care if their education extends only to highschool if they live a clean life and can pay the rent? So excuse me if I seem high and might. I really don't mean to be. But the very fact that he's forcing us to chose like that makes me uncomfortable. Now, if I had a chat with all these people, than it would be no problem.
3/16/02
    March 12th was the offical beginning of The Buche. :)
    Thursday was the club fair. We got quite a few fliers paased out, and I played ping-pong while we waited for the eighth graders to come.
    Today Tara, Chewbacca, and I spent 1 1/2 hours on the walking trali. We were freezing, but we did give Chew some much-needed exercise.
3/16/02
    I crave what I have already consumed, for, out of my carelessness, I have only brought one. In it's stead, I shall slake my thirst with a more difficult task, one which I have long been absent from.
3/19/02
    Today I have done something I have not done in ages: I thought in class. I'm not talking aboout the basic "I understand what they're telling me" type, but real, solid, meaning-of-life thinking. For two consecutive periods, no less! It felt so refreshing and amazingly wonderful. I was high on intellect, in a very real sense. The last time I had really done that was in Chem, trying to understand how energy is constructed. For those of you who have never experienced this feeling, you obviously need to take a really good debate or english class. For example, I used to probe the mysteries of the universe every day in Ms. Christino's english class, but now that I have speech class instead, I don't get my daily dose. I had not ralized until today that this was why I hated school so much second semester.
3/25/02
    I finally painted my room. Three of my friends came over and spent the night, and painted. Ah, the joys of slave labor! Now it's dark orange with lighter orange sponged on top. Unfortunately, now I also have orange spots on my white carpet.
    Now I'm off to learn flash. I want to put something up here to make it nice. One of these days I'm going to really get this page done the way I wanted it in the first place. It's now 6:45 on a holiday. Isn't that sad?
3/26/02
    I am beginning a crochet project. I think it will be another purse. I found a very beautiful pattern for a beaded pursse from the turn of the century and I want to attempt it, but I haven't got the skill or the beads or the yarn...
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