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Sunday, April 9, 2000 08:51 p.m. What I did yesterday. Written in Ten Minutes by Anne 1)Woke up around 11. 2) Watched bad tv 3) made soup & ate it 4)Waited for mom to get home 5) Mom got home, we drove to SeaTac 6) got to my point of job, to find out science conference was over 7)got mad 8) came home 9) Got online 10) got bored, asked scott if he wanted to do something 11) he said sure, eat? 12) (actually he wanted to buy cds) 13) I invited Graham to go to. 14) We went but the place we origionally wanted to go to was closed 15) sat in car for 15 minutes trying to decide where next 16) went to Asteroid Cafe, and invited old friend Melissa to come along. 17) Ate fettucine, and Scott kept hitting the art and making it swing wildly. 18) Left, took Melissa & Graham home 19) Scott & I went to Mr. Spot's 20) sat, listened to music ate cookie & coffee, drew on newspaper 21) Came home 22) Got immediately invited to go bowling 23) Left to go bowling 25) Scott & andreas were there already 26) Went to pick up brandon 26) got gas 27) went to Lelani and reserved midnight lane 28) Went to Salmon bay 29) Swang 30) Watched boys on Pullys, highly entertaining 31) Merry-go-round, almost puked 32) Back on swings 33) brandon almost beat up andreas 34) Went back to bowling 35) bowled 4 games, one of which I won! 36) drove brandon home 37) Went to QFC, bought cookies & crackers 38) Got ride home 39) got back online & wrote short entry 40) slept. TTFN Sunday, April 9, 2000 03:32 a.m. wow. I did a lot today. So much, in fact, that I shall wait to write about it until tomorrow. Well, technically today, but you know what I mean. Don't call me anymore, since so many of you did... Later
Saturday, April 8, 2000 05:09 p.m. Goin out with Scott & Graham right now. If you want to join us, page me @ 540-8673. If you don't know me, please don't waste my time paging me. I want to chill tho! Friday, April 7, 2000 10:20 p.m. I don't feel good right now. I feel like sleeping for say a week and a half and not waking up, but no, I have to actually set my alarm and go to a school on the first day of spring break. Sigh. I had too much coffee in my system before, I kinda went off. My apologies for insanity. Runs in the family. So anyway. I just wanted to whine for a minute before calling my boss. And then I'm SO sleeping. Friday, April 7, 2000 06:56 p.m. Alright. I'm writing, I'm writing. I don't really have very much to say. I'm really frustrated about Talisman right now, and I've been feeling really sick. I've had tests and tests and packets and crap to do for days & days, so that's why i haven't posted much. But now it's spring break, and I had three shots of espresso in 45 min, so along with wanting to throw up, i'm very hyper. I had a HUGE fight with Brandon today over censorship. We duked it out for a half an hour, yelling, screaming, dissing each other. Getting other people to take sides and fight too. Then after it was all over we were like, "that was fun!" and he told me I couldn't get mad at him. Which of course is true. And then there was the added factor of people saying they are insignificant. This makes me SO MAD. If we're so insignificant, then why do I get letters mutliple times a week, saying I made people cry & become inspired or not kill themselves or get out a dangerous situation. How is that not making a difference. Maybe the human race is unimportant but we're here. So why not take it for a spin instead of just sitting on our fucking asses and pretending like we don't have it well here in the us. I know I make a difference. And it feels great. I think a big issue is that I'm a girl, and I live in nearly constant fear, and that has a lot to do with it. Because I don't like being afraid to walk at night, I want to do something about it. Is that so much to ask? I mean is it really so much to ask of you to get off your asses for two seconds, or not even get off your ass, but write something, say something, DO something. Arg. Sorry. I really think that if life is pointless to you, you really might as well kill yourself because there could be someone more deserving of life than you. I can't explain that any other way. It sounds cold & heartless but it's true. Oh by the way, I have some swing news. Don't use the swings at shilshole unless you are in for a gentle swing cos the bar is attatched to a rotten piece of wood. And btw, Dan likes to fall off of swings. Also: THE PULLY IS BACK @ SALMON BAY! We need to have a new midnight park party. Dude, it's got the pully. Every reason to go now. I think that's about it. Oh yeah, I love my calculator and I don't want it to leave me. But it will soon and I will miss it. Tonite I'm going to Mormor's show and I will be back around 9:30-10:00. If someone, anyone, wants to do something then, talk to me . Oh and Today was steve's last day. It was sad but really fun at the same time. The weather was great, so we went outside and played kickball all 4th period. Everyone made brownies too. And I left him a copy of my zine. I really hope BHS gets him forever. He's one of the best teachers I've ever had. And I had Ms. Fedorak, now SHE was one good teacher. Alright. That's it. Tuesday, April 4, 2000 11:17 p.m. So, what could be worse than flossing you say? My mom got demoted and Dawson's Creek may very well be a repeat tomorrow. If it is. I'll cry. Suffice to say I had a bad day. Suffice to say I want to get a pastry and take a cab down to tiffany's. Not that it would make me feel any better, since i have never ridden in a cab before, and I don't like pastries, and I don't feel all that great at Tiffany's. But the idea is good. I'm just sad. I was so happy for awhile, and now, I'm just not. Oh well. I hafta go cos dad is booting me off. Like always. Goodnight. At least, it'll be good for you. The Perfect Postcard For the Perfect Day Monday, April 3, 2000 11:11 p.m. Monday. Sunny Monday. You hear how I don't floss enough. Someday, in the near or distant future (directly depending upon wether or not I floss) I may get not one but two cavities! Then my mom told me she wanted ice cream. Last night, the stars were out. I love stars. I was at my granma's so I could actually see quite a few of them. They're little specks of white. Floating there. But they're really HUGE firing exploding fireballs with enough heat to vaporize people thousands of miles away. And give certain Scandinavian people bad sunburns. Today, Andreas was acting REALLY weird. All day. Nothing normal about it. I don't know. Scott & I decided to take a nin road trip but I don't know if that's happening since the concert is the same day as graduation. Oops. That's all. I drove by greenlake today and thought of graham, however i did not see him. Oh well. Another time. Sunday, April 2, 2000 03:18 p.m. mmm... I love sleeping until I feel that I can sleep no longer. It's the best feeling ever. Then, when I wake up and find it's a gorgeous day I feel even better. I've had a pretty good weekend. I've been trying to pretend it's really summer and we don't have to go back tomorrow. Next Week is spring break, I just have to make it through this week. But, this weekend. Okee. On friday, it was tolo that I *didn't* go to. Rae & jessie invited me to do something but they didn't know what and they didn't call me back. Ever. So, I hopped online and scott invited me to watch kids in the hall. So I got my car & picked up andreas and we went to scott's house & met three other people, micheal , who I actually have known for a few years (weird small-world crap going on), Ryan and peter. We all laughed along to the movie, and then to this very odd show called Space Dog (oh, my bad--it's Space GHOST) on Cartoon Network. Then everybody left & me & andreas went swinging at the park by heidi's house. We scared away two drunkards and it was quite entertaining. On Saturday I woke up at 11 and waited around for Graham to call or for andreas to get online. Neither happened. Finally I called anna and said, "Okee, we're going to the movie alone." Then my dad & I got in a big fight about not being able to find a place to park in the U-district, and he wanted to drive, etc. I ended up with the car, and I don't know how or why. :/. Andreas called at the very last minute and I said I would get him. Parking wasn't the terrible thing tho, traffic was. It was highly upsetting. But we survived, and only made a few harmless illegal moves to boot. We got to the movie about 5 min late, but that was okee. We watched American Beauty, which was beautiful in a way, and highly disturbing in another. It was one of those laugh-cry movies. (it's not as good as audrey hepburn's stuff). After the movie I drove anna home, rolled the windows down all the way, parked more than a foot away from the curb and payed for ann hours worth of parking. Then we went to Mr. Spot's for about two hours, and I had four shots of espresso. It was nice. I went home after that, the turned around and went to the philharmonic orchestra, playing at ballard. I had to go because anna was in it, but it was so worth it. They did really well. And afterwards, we went to get ice cream at marbletop (oops I mean MIX, whatever the hell that is), and we sat by greenlake and I watched the stars and the lights on the water. They said it smelled and were cold. So we left fairly shortly after, and went to Graham's house and watched some tv while eating chips. Yummy. Then anna dropped me off. And I was home. |