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| Thursday, December 22nd, 2005 | | 10:58 pm |
Amigos Solamente
Sometimes you make me feel like such a prick
That even I'm convinced that I'm the one that's sick
You can fuss and bitch, you can cut your wrists
Or you can choke on that blood from the tongue you bit
And when you acted up, best believe I blessed you back
I got a fuckin' fan base that can attest to that
I'm returning this bleeding hearts club membership card
'Cause I want no motherfucking part of it
-Atmosphere “Say Hey There”
Firstly, with MPA taking cyber babysitting and parenting into their own hands, I don’t feel comfortable having my thoughts open in the public domain anymore. I acknowledge that, unless I take initiative to protect anything I post online, anyone is able to view what I write. Which is why I think “secret blogs” are a joke, and, unless you have something such as LiveJournal’s “friends only” filter, you are idiotic to think your thoughts are automatically protected from anyone outside of your circle of friends. That being said, my LiveJournal is going to be friends only. Also, I didn’t feel like I really belonged at MPA for 2 and a half years. Around this time during junior year I felt like I was really a part of “the greater MPA community.” (Whatever the hell that means) Since coming to MPA, I’ve noticed closeness among the senior class. (Well, excluding the obligatory weirdos, but they suck anyway, so that’s ok) Our senior class is very divided, and I’m fine with that. (Except those of you who act “elitist” in terms of who’s cool or in. That’s retarded, and so are you. Ahem.) I’m tired of seeing, hearing or reading of people condemning others of talking behind people’s backs, writing in secret blogs or telling secrets (a few examples) when, in fact, the accusers do the same damn thing. I’m also tired of people being fake. I’d rather you tell me that you think I’m the worst person in the world than be fake-nice in my presence. When I first started this LiveJournal, I wanted to make all the entries public because, after all, I have nothing to hide. In light of recent events, I’ve realized the downright hypocrisy and two-facedness of my senior class. I know I have lurkers that read my LJ and I know all about your blogs (secret, or not) and I read them too. I want to avoid any future drama. I now know who my real friends are and they know who they are as well. Lastly, when people who do not know me read my LJ, they may misinterpret something I say. I have a weird sense of humor. In fact, I’m rarely serious 100 percent of the time. I’ll say something like “I’m having a terrible time with x, why don’t I end it now?” which I don’t mean at all. It’s just…an expression. Along the same lines is “My stomach hurts. Maybe that means I’m pregnant” or “I have a weird bump on my knee, maybe I have cancer,” all these are exaggerations that I use a lot. I’m really sarcastic, I guess. That being said, if you’re not on my friends list and feel you should be, leave me a comment. That is all. Kthx bye. | | Friday, December 16th, 2005 | | 10:13 am |
There's a war goin on. I'm in the TC right now, and they're blocking EVERYTHING, but I can still get on AIM w/o the proxy, so I win...for now. This was supposed to be a day of fun for all. Boo. They're not on my side now. Blah. LJ is going friends only. | | Thursday, December 15th, 2005 | | 12:28 pm |
You came walking down the hall with a Coach purse and McDonalds, and I was like, 'Oh God, what have you done?' It must really be December." December is our keyword for something...womanly. Figure it out. ( My latest purchase. ) | | Wednesday, December 14th, 2005 | | 11:17 pm |
"hey sara it's lisa. i was just wondering... would you mind coming to one of our practices and playing with us? we're looking for another guitarist so i said i'd ask you. we practice wednesday and sunday nights. usually about 5ish till about 9... ish... please? :)"
SWEET. | | 8:13 pm |
Nothing really to say. Only a few days of school left until break. I'm going to do some shopping during 2nd block today. For really close friends and family I'm buying gifts, but I think I'm going to go with my other idea instead of buying everyone some stupid trinket that's completely trivial. I thought of doing what Lyzz and Sonya did last year, but I can't bake. So go back two years, and I'm kind of stealing Katie's idea of giving mix CDs. Katie doesn't go to MPA anymore, so at least she can't call me on that. I've been working on them for a week or so, making playlists and stuff in iTunes, but it's hard to make each one original and sometimes people just don't have the same musical interests as me, so idk what to put on them. Plus I have 5 million jewel cases and lables, so it's perfect. I think I should bring DDR to school on Friday in the TC. I wanna see Micheal W in action...you know, *with* the actual mat. And I want to see Jay and E try it lol. I want to go play DDR now...And I will. Yeah, Im so cool. Laters | | 12:14 pm |
People are courting in the hall. And it's really cute. And I think it's partially unrequited. Meh. Current Music: Unchained Melody | | Tuesday, December 13th, 2005 | | 10:53 pm |
I think I'm just too literal to write poetry. Or I try and describe things, so it sounds more like prose, which is boring. Creative writing class- I thought it would come easy to me. But, it's harder than I thought. | | 8:45 pm |
PMS to the extreme
Exhibit A: Andrew witnessed first hand me during road rage, haha. "BALD ASS BASTARD MOTHERFUCKER FAT COCKSUKER..!@#$#" There has never been such a brilliant stream of curse words that originated from my mouth. I can't even replicate it. It just was, and it was beautiful. The response from my brother: "Damn." Exhibit B: slash6285 (8:38:28 PM): long time no speak hurliegirley (8:39:38 PM): You're annoying, that's why. slash6285 (8:39:51 PM): i'm sorry “slash6285” signed off at 8:42:09 PM. While normally, I'm not so mean, but this this is some random, fat ugly loser guy from my area who added me on myspace last year, who still IMs me about his LAME ASS "death metal band" (faggot) and he's like "maybe we can get drunk together and I can get lucky." And I'm like..wtf, you sicko... That's all I got. Current Music: Two Tower's Soundtrack | | 10:44 am |
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"sara is hotness" I'm glad somebody thinks so... Joshin. I may not be everybody's cup of tea...but I know I'm better off than...some people. The sayer of that quote should know to whom I refer. | | Monday, December 12th, 2005 | | 11:09 pm |
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ilpaziente (10:27:31 PM): Hey im bored call me 703 *** **** hurliegirley (10:27:32 PM): *away msg* hurliegirley (10:28:22 PM): That's so rude I never talk to this kid, and I was just really offended that he did that. It's like, "I never talk to you, but call me because I'm bored, entertain me." Buzz off, little fly. Current Music: Norrie - Bally Sagoo | | 10:00 pm |
I have papercuts on either side of my mouth from mailer envelopes, but at least I have 2 applications to put in the mail tomorrow. Drake: Out Hamline: Out UW Madison: Sending tomorrow U of M: Sending tomorrow That is all. | | 8:04 pm |
20-20 Hind Sight
God....gaaaahhhhhhhh. Fuck. Why didn't I....how come I didn't, I was going to, why didn't I, WHY not!? Damn Microsoft Word and it's autosave, or lack there of! To my family: When in doubt, click save! ESPECIALLY when it's my college essay.It's just as much my fault... But STILL. It's not irreversible, it's ok. Breathe. Count to 10. Ok. I'm done. | | 7:41 pm |
From my physics teacher..
....just a bit of physics holiday analysis to enlighten your day. Unless this offends you, in which case, it's a bit of physics analysis to darken your day, I guess. IS THERE A SANTA CLAUS? As a result of an overwhelming lack of requests, and with research help from that renowned scientific journal SPY magazine (January, 1990) - I am pleased to present the annual scientific inquiry into Santa Claus. 1) No known species of reindeer can fly. BUT there are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified, and while most of these are insects and germs, this does not COMPLETELY rule out flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen. 2) There are 2 billion children (persons under 18) in the world. BUT since Santa doesn't (appear to) handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish and Buddhist children, that reduces the workload to 15% of the total - 378 million according to Population Reference Bureau. At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, that's 91.8 million homes. One presumes there's at least one good child in each. 3) Santa has 31 hours of Christmas to work with, thanks to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth, assuming he travels east to west (which seems logical). This works out to 822.6 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with good children, Santa has 1/1000th of a second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left, get back up the chimney, get back into the sleigh and move on to the next house. Assuming that each of these 91.8 million stops are evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false but for the purposes of our calculations we will accept), we are now talking about .78 miles per household, a total trip of 75.5 million miles, not counting stops to do what most of us must do at least once every 31 hours, plus feeding and etc. This means that Santa's sleigh is moving at 650 miles per second, 3,000 times the speed of sound. For purposes of comparison, the fastest man-made vehicle on earth, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a pokey 27.4 miles per second - a conventional reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles per hour. 4) The payload on the sleigh adds another interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium-sized Lego set (2 pounds), the sleigh is carrying 321,300 tons, not counting Santa, who is invariably described as overweight. On land, conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that "flying reindeer" (see point #1) could pull TEN TIMES the normal amount, we cannot do the job with eight, or even nine. We need 214,200 reindeer. This increases the payload - not even counting the weight of the sleigh - to 353,430 tons. Again, for comparison - this is four times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth. 5) 353,000 tons traveling at 650 miles per second creates enormous air resistance - this will heat the reindeer up in the same fashion as spacecraft re-entering the earth's atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer will absorb 14.3 QUINTILLION joules of energy. Per second. Each. In short, they will burst into flame almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them, and create deafening sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team will be vaporized within 4.26 thousandths of a second. Santa, meanwhile, will be subjected to centrifugal forces 17,500.06 times greater than gravity. A 250-pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of his sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force. In conclusion - If Santa ever DID deliver presents on Christmas Eve, he's dead now. (Author unknown) | | Sunday, December 11th, 2005 | | 1:59 pm |
So I guess we're on hispanic time today.
My brother in law is coming over today and he's bringing his cousin. I have a feeling this is the cousin that doesn't speak english. So I'm bringing Nubberd, his cousin and my brother to Afton. Nubberd's been skiing once and the other two have no experience. Oy. I've been waiting for them for the past hour. It's not like I have anythiing better to do today, right? I needed my mom's credit card to get gas before we go, but I couldn't find it. I knew I had it this morning because I was going to send my test scores to colleges, but I got distracted and never got around to it. Then I remembered I needed the card, and couldn't remember where I left if, and I searched for about ten minutes, only to find that it was in my sweater pocket. ADD, much? And so arrives the crew... | | Saturday, December 10th, 2005 | | 8:47 am |
Your Penis Name is: Meat 'n' Potatoes
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Reply to this post, and I'll tell you at least one reason why I dig you. Then put this in your own journal and spread the love....Also, I just transfered $20.93 from my mturk.com account to my bank account. Woo! | | Tuesday, December 6th, 2005 | | 8:37 am |
B- God god god god god damnit, I'm depressed. |
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