Mother and Movies
Aug. 12th, 2006 07:48 pmMama's making me sort through my clothes to see what I'm going to take and what I'm going to leave instead of letting me go to Colin's to chill with teh friends. Dammit.
I got talking about Swing Kids today with
rainbowdarling and that, coupled with watching CoS [awful movie!] with Kenneth Branaugh in it made me watch that last scene in SK again before work.
I can happily say that this time I didn't cry, but only because I watched a mere four minutes of it. It's too damn upsetting. I stopped it before Thomas's grand realization. ugh, way to heart wrenching for two in the afternoon.
And I direct you to my icon meme.
I got talking about Swing Kids today with
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I can happily say that this time I didn't cry, but only because I watched a mere four minutes of it. It's too damn upsetting. I stopped it before Thomas's grand realization. ugh, way to heart wrenching for two in the afternoon.
And I direct you to my icon meme.
Against all odds, Colin and I have found computers next to each other at the library. I was sure they'd all be taken but bam! Two next to each other. I love my life.
I also made chocolate chip pancakes today. And they turned out wonderfully. I'm not a bad cook, I just act like one on TV.
You see, I'm at the library because Mother is afriad that if Colin and I are alone in the house [Moe and Taylor are home...], bad things will happen. I say most likely not.
I was very sick last night. I hate having a broken immune system. Solution? More drugs!
*parties*
I also made chocolate chip pancakes today. And they turned out wonderfully. I'm not a bad cook, I just act like one on TV.
You see, I'm at the library because Mother is afriad that if Colin and I are alone in the house [Moe and Taylor are home...], bad things will happen. I say most likely not.
I was very sick last night. I hate having a broken immune system. Solution? More drugs!
*parties*
I think I fried my wireless card when the power cord got knocked out [...cat. ><] earlier.
WRITING IS TEH FUN!
And also, CANDY!
Ashley's house basically rocked my life. Her house is gorgeous, especially her garage where we stayed. She has this crazy loft above her garage and the decorating is eclectic times ten. [And she teases me...]
We talked for hours and played a billion hours of badminton [I suck at it] and went for a walk and I saw a million kitties.
I looove kitties.
Ashley made me delicious hash browns and tea for breakfast. And then, and then, I only had a few chores to do before Mother said I could have Lia over. And we watched Monty Python and we're going to write some fanfic together. I feel so special.
Now if only Jessica was here and then Jess, Colin, Sarah and I could go for coffee...
*wishes*
WRITING IS TEH FUN!
And also, CANDY!
Ashley's house basically rocked my life. Her house is gorgeous, especially her garage where we stayed. She has this crazy loft above her garage and the decorating is eclectic times ten. [And she teases me...]
We talked for hours and played a billion hours of badminton [I suck at it] and went for a walk and I saw a million kitties.
I looove kitties.
Ashley made me delicious hash browns and tea for breakfast. And then, and then, I only had a few chores to do before Mother said I could have Lia over. And we watched Monty Python and we're going to write some fanfic together. I feel so special.
Now if only Jessica was here and then Jess, Colin, Sarah and I could go for coffee...
*wishes*
A House Made Of...
Jul. 14th, 2006 10:45 pmSome people actually make me feel like dying. Dying and laughing my ass off because they are so pathetic.
But that aside, I went on a picnic to the lake today with Colin. Twas fun and also kinda sexy. But you didn't hear that from me.
Weird, but I'm seriously hungry. I could eat a house. A delicious house made of food.
But that aside, I went on a picnic to the lake today with Colin. Twas fun and also kinda sexy. But you didn't hear that from me.
Weird, but I'm seriously hungry. I could eat a house. A delicious house made of food.
Mind fuck.
Jul. 5th, 2006 01:13 amMiiiiiiiiiind fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
Ugh, I need to sleep. I'm pushing 5o hours of no sleep. And sadly, my NaNoWriSum has stalled. Almost completely. I think I wrote maybe 6o words today. Am tempted to say 'fuck it!' like I do with most things.
Colin came over, so that was nice.
But I've been chewing the inside of my bottom lip again. You know what that means! Back to the doctor (oh and you just know she'll find out I haven't been sleeping!) to get the meds upped!
[[Miserable as fuck? No, why do you ask?]]
But Colin came over, so that was nice.
Ugh, I need to sleep. I'm pushing 5o hours of no sleep. And sadly, my NaNoWriSum has stalled. Almost completely. I think I wrote maybe 6o words today. Am tempted to say 'fuck it!' like I do with most things.
Colin came over, so that was nice.
But I've been chewing the inside of my bottom lip again. You know what that means! Back to the doctor (oh and you just know she'll find out I haven't been sleeping!) to get the meds upped!
[[Miserable as fuck? No, why do you ask?]]
But Colin came over, so that was nice.
Word Count, etc.
Jul. 1st, 2006 11:54 pmColin took me out for dinner tonight. ^^ I like free food.
I also LOVE getting paid double time and a half. Woo stat holidays!
NaNoWriSum Word Count:
3342/75ooo
Days I've Hit 1667:
2/62
I've really been fiddling around with Photoshop lately, and I think I'm beginning to get the hang of some of the easier stuff. I'm actually quite proud of the tiny steps I'm making.
I also LOVE getting paid double time and a half. Woo stat holidays!
NaNoWriSum Word Count:
3342/75ooo
Days I've Hit 1667:
2/62
I've really been fiddling around with Photoshop lately, and I think I'm beginning to get the hang of some of the easier stuff. I'm actually quite proud of the tiny steps I'm making.
Ooh, ominous...
May. 7th, 2006 02:15 pmMy Internet connection has been so weird lately.
Grr, anger. I hate it.
So Colin either said he would be here at here between one and one thirty, or one thirty and two.
Either way, he is late.
I am wondering why 'find' was 'working' just now. Whenever I hit the comma or the back slash, it would try to search. It was pretty damn annoying.
I found a new pair of shoelaces. They have skulls on them. Ooh, ominous.
Grr, anger. I hate it.
So Colin either said he would be here at here between one and one thirty, or one thirty and two.
Either way, he is late.
I am wondering why 'find' was 'working' just now. Whenever I hit the comma or the back slash, it would try to search. It was pretty damn annoying.
I found a new pair of shoelaces. They have skulls on them. Ooh, ominous.
A SOUL full of loooove
Apr. 29th, 2006 01:09 amWe fucking rocked.
Not gonna lie. Fucking. Rocked.
I'm so glad everyone could come. I love having an audience [heh...].
<3 everyone [[My mouth tastes like something crawled in there and DIED.]]
I'm glad we could uphold tradition by going out for ice cream. I love ice cream. I love when pretty boys buy me ice cream.
Cast party was great. <3 everyone again. I am full of love.
Not gonna lie. Fucking. Rocked.
I'm so glad everyone could come. I love having an audience [heh...].
<3 everyone [[My mouth tastes like something crawled in there and DIED.]]
I'm glad we could uphold tradition by going out for ice cream. I love ice cream. I love when pretty boys buy me ice cream.
Cast party was great. <3 everyone again. I am full of love.
Report Card
Apr. 22nd, 2006 10:02 pmMy report card was waaaaaay better than I expected it to be.
91, 78, 73. I love it. First semester grade nine was the only other time I have ever have an A average. [My average right now, in case you couldn't do the math, is 8o.7]
Me: *le sigh*
Him: What's wrong?
Me: I miss Jessica.
Him: What about Colin?
Me: Oh gosh, I don't friggin' think so.
Him: ... Wait, what?
Me: Wait, what? Colin's in New York.
Him: Yeah...
Me: So he's obviously not missing Jessica. I mean, that's four days of non-stop Jessica. He probably wants to strangle her by now.
Him: ... You idiot. I meant it as in 'do you miss Colin too?' ... You idiot.
Me: Ohhhh! Yes. I suppose I do.
Him: You idiot.
Yeah, so at certain times of the day, my brain does not function. I find it's best to catch me during that fifteen minute window where I can think. Things flow better then.
World Issues sucks. The world should stop having so many issues, and let me suffer the rest of the semester in peace. I wish ol' McIvor would have her baby already and get off my case. 'Don't talk in class' this and 'shut up about radioactive squirrels' that and 'I thought I told you to stop talking and are you still raving about the squirrels and I think it's time for you to go now' the other.
Sheesh. The woman just grates on the nerves.
We had fried wontons for dinner. I could eat my own weight in those things. Which reminds me, I need to lose some weight, as my mother lives to remind me. Ah well. I figured, if I can fit through a normal doorway, I'm not too fat. I rarely jiggle when I walk. I mean, I do, but it's only part of me that does, and I have yet to find a bra that stops me from jiggling there. Heh, this is all stuff I'm sure the intarWeb did not need to have access to...
Heh heh heh. I have to make sock puppets, curtains and magnets this weekend. And you know... homework.
Edit on Sunday afternoon: Okay, this is getting lame, guys. Get your stupid selves back here and entertain me. Who ever came up with the idea of leaving for four days is dumb. Dumb!
91, 78, 73. I love it. First semester grade nine was the only other time I have ever have an A average. [My average right now, in case you couldn't do the math, is 8o.7]
Me: *le sigh*
Him: What's wrong?
Me: I miss Jessica.
Him: What about Colin?
Me: Oh gosh, I don't friggin' think so.
Him: ... Wait, what?
Me: Wait, what? Colin's in New York.
Him: Yeah...
Me: So he's obviously not missing Jessica. I mean, that's four days of non-stop Jessica. He probably wants to strangle her by now.
Him: ... You idiot. I meant it as in 'do you miss Colin too?' ... You idiot.
Me: Ohhhh! Yes. I suppose I do.
Him: You idiot.
Yeah, so at certain times of the day, my brain does not function. I find it's best to catch me during that fifteen minute window where I can think. Things flow better then.
World Issues sucks. The world should stop having so many issues, and let me suffer the rest of the semester in peace. I wish ol' McIvor would have her baby already and get off my case. 'Don't talk in class' this and 'shut up about radioactive squirrels' that and 'I thought I told you to stop talking and are you still raving about the squirrels and I think it's time for you to go now' the other.
Sheesh. The woman just grates on the nerves.
We had fried wontons for dinner. I could eat my own weight in those things. Which reminds me, I need to lose some weight, as my mother lives to remind me. Ah well. I figured, if I can fit through a normal doorway, I'm not too fat. I rarely jiggle when I walk. I mean, I do, but it's only part of me that does, and I have yet to find a bra that stops me from jiggling there. Heh, this is all stuff I'm sure the intarWeb did not need to have access to...
Heh heh heh. I have to make sock puppets, curtains and magnets this weekend. And you know... homework.
Edit on Sunday afternoon: Okay, this is getting lame, guys. Get your stupid selves back here and entertain me. Who ever came up with the idea of leaving for four days is dumb. Dumb!
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Mar. 30th, 2006 08:48 pmThere is no
life I know
to compare with pure imagination
living there
you'll be free
if you truly wish
to be.
What would I do in a world of pure imagination? I wouldn't get yelled at for stupid little things like forgetting to let the dogs out or not vacuuming on Wednesday when I vacuumed on Saturday.
Colin came down and took my to the library where we read children's books for an hour and a half. I feel surprisingly better. Or at least I did until I walked into the house.
As lame as it sounds, I want to do it again [the reading books at library with boy, not the getting yelled at and feeling like trash].
In my world of pure imagination, I wouldn't have to clean my room, because it would always be clean. In my world of pure imagination, Leah wouldn't make up excuses for skipping class when we have fifteen days [FIFTEEN DAYS] of rehearsal left to pull together a full-scale musical. Yeah, having your period and cramps and stuff sucks really bad, especially because your ugly-but-still-nice boyfriend just moved to Burlington, but shut the fuck up and dance your skinny little ass off, whore. I mean, I did; Janyne did; Shar did [minus the 'skinny little ass' part].
In my world of pure imagination, I would not have had a panic attack at the dentist's today. Ehh, her fault for putting me in the x-ray machine. My file said I was prone to panic attacks in small spaces, but did she listen? Fool.
In other news, I made tons of money for the Canadian Cancer Society's Daffodil Drive today. Well, me and my assistants. [I was officiating. Suckers.] Remember kids, BUY DAFFODILS.
life I know
to compare with pure imagination
living there
you'll be free
if you truly wish
to be.
What would I do in a world of pure imagination? I wouldn't get yelled at for stupid little things like forgetting to let the dogs out or not vacuuming on Wednesday when I vacuumed on Saturday.
Colin came down and took my to the library where we read children's books for an hour and a half. I feel surprisingly better. Or at least I did until I walked into the house.
As lame as it sounds, I want to do it again [the reading books at library with boy, not the getting yelled at and feeling like trash].
In my world of pure imagination, I wouldn't have to clean my room, because it would always be clean. In my world of pure imagination, Leah wouldn't make up excuses for skipping class when we have fifteen days [FIFTEEN DAYS] of rehearsal left to pull together a full-scale musical. Yeah, having your period and cramps and stuff sucks really bad, especially because your ugly-but-still-nice boyfriend just moved to Burlington, but shut the fuck up and dance your skinny little ass off, whore. I mean, I did; Janyne did; Shar did [minus the 'skinny little ass' part].
In my world of pure imagination, I would not have had a panic attack at the dentist's today. Ehh, her fault for putting me in the x-ray machine. My file said I was prone to panic attacks in small spaces, but did she listen? Fool.
In other news, I made tons of money for the Canadian Cancer Society's Daffodil Drive today. Well, me and my assistants. [I was officiating. Suckers.] Remember kids, BUY DAFFODILS.
Conversations with Mom
Feb. 18th, 2006 10:19 pmBright this morning:
MOTHER: [on a cell phone, somewhere between Florida and my house] So, Linda says you had an interesting night last night.
ME: OH SHIT. Linda, you sold me out! Oh crap, she's going to kill me and a half. I'm so fucked. Wait, wait, no. Just deny. Deny everything. Play dumb. Only speak in Spanish, throw her off. Deny, deny, deny! Yeah, maybe.
MOTHER: Yeah, a whole night of staying in and holeing up in your room, lit up by the grey shadows of the computer moniter.
ME: Ehhh.... mostly.
MOTHER: We need to get you a boyfriend or something.
ME: Or something...
MOTHER: But where would we find a boy with such a lack of self respect and such low standards? [[She was joking]]
ME: Ashburn?
MOTHER: What?
ME: ...I'm going to be late for work Mother, I'll see you when you get home.
MOTHER: Yep, love you.
ME: Love you too, Mother.
*hang up*
ME: I mean, "sucker"!
But then she got home. Her and Hailey had just pretty much pulled in the driveway. I went out to help them bring in their stuff...
HAILEY: *sees me, bursts out laughing*
MOTHER: *smile*
COLLEEN: *shiver and confusion*
MOTHER: So...
HAILEY: *smacks my shoulder, continues to laugh*
COLLEEN: *shiver, smack Hailey, is confused* Yes?
MOTHER: How was everything while we were gone? School? Work? Pets? Kissing Colin?
HAILEY: *dying laughing*
COLLEEN: New semester's fun, work is ass, killed all your animals and what was that last part? Sorry, didn't quite catch it. You'll have to speak a little louder next time.
MOTHER: I can't even go away for two weeks without coming home to find you kissing boys.
COLLEEN: Sorry Mom. Next time it will be girls.
MOTHER: Did I ever mention how much of a nice boy that Colin is?
COLLEEN: See? It's all a matter of perspective.
MOTHER: [on a cell phone, somewhere between Florida and my house] So, Linda says you had an interesting night last night.
ME: OH SHIT. Linda, you sold me out! Oh crap, she's going to kill me and a half. I'm so fucked. Wait, wait, no. Just deny. Deny everything. Play dumb. Only speak in Spanish, throw her off. Deny, deny, deny! Yeah, maybe.
MOTHER: Yeah, a whole night of staying in and holeing up in your room, lit up by the grey shadows of the computer moniter.
ME: Ehhh.... mostly.
MOTHER: We need to get you a boyfriend or something.
ME: Or something...
MOTHER: But where would we find a boy with such a lack of self respect and such low standards? [[She was joking]]
ME: Ashburn?
MOTHER: What?
ME: ...I'm going to be late for work Mother, I'll see you when you get home.
MOTHER: Yep, love you.
ME: Love you too, Mother.
*hang up*
ME: I mean, "sucker"!
But then she got home. Her and Hailey had just pretty much pulled in the driveway. I went out to help them bring in their stuff...
HAILEY: *sees me, bursts out laughing*
MOTHER: *smile*
COLLEEN: *shiver and confusion*
MOTHER: So...
HAILEY: *smacks my shoulder, continues to laugh*
COLLEEN: *shiver, smack Hailey, is confused* Yes?
MOTHER: How was everything while we were gone? School? Work? Pets? Kissing Colin?
HAILEY: *dying laughing*
COLLEEN: New semester's fun, work is ass, killed all your animals and what was that last part? Sorry, didn't quite catch it. You'll have to speak a little louder next time.
MOTHER: I can't even go away for two weeks without coming home to find you kissing boys.
COLLEEN: Sorry Mom. Next time it will be girls.
MOTHER: Did I ever mention how much of a nice boy that Colin is?
COLLEEN: See? It's all a matter of perspective.