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[Jun. 10th, 2007|11:55 pm] |
i feel like this isn't me anymore.
if i feel like it, i'll get a new journal.
just a heads up. |
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[Apr. 18th, 2007|12:42 am] |
Open iTunes/iPod or Windows Media Player to answer the following. Go to your library. Answer, no matter how embarrasing it is.
[i am on my laptop -- i have hardly any music.]
How many songs: 374
Sort by song title -
First song: Ageless Beauty -- Stars
Last song: Yours to Keep -- Teddybears ft. Paola
Sort by time -
Shortest: (0:06) One Last "Whoo-Hoo!" for the Pullman -- Sufjan Stevens
Longest: (9:57) Sawdust and Diamonds -- Joanna Newsom
Sort by album:
First song: 2gether -- 2gether
Last Song: Spank Rock -- Yoyoyoyoyo hahha
Five most played songs:
[i don't know how to do this on windows media player!]
First song that comes up on "shuffle" play: The Skin of my Yellow Country Teeth -- Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Number of items that come up when searching for:
"sex": 1
"death": 14
"love": 15
"you": 90
"me": 389... what the? that's more than my library!
"cry": 1 |
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[Apr. 17th, 2007|12:41 am] |
i'm doing this again because it's fun; this time with commentary.
Opening Credits:
Where in the World Are You -- Great Lake Swimmers
[this could work i guess.]
Waking up:
Tired -- Rosie Thomas
[the title works but it must be a pretty sad morning.]
First Day at Highschool:
Magnetized -- Laura Veirs
[meh.]
Falling In Love:
Maps -- Yeah Yeah Yeahs
[haha aww perfect.]
Fight Song:
Young Folks -- Peter, Bjorn and John
[this could be, like, a pillow fight?]
Breaking Up:
When You Were Young -- William Fitzsimmons
[this would make me sad!]
Prom:
We Go Down -- Nathan Lawr
[...]
Life:
Things are Beautiful -- Shelby Sifers
[aw, great outlook on life.]
Mental Breakdown:
Sleeping in Toronto -- Jim Bryson
[hahaha i like this one.]
Driving:
Wish Away -- Serena Matthews
[sad drive.]
Flashback:
Uprising Down Under -- Sam Roberts
[ehhnn.]
Getting Back Together:
Is This Love -- Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
[fun love!]
Wedding:
There is a Light -- Great Lake Swimmers
[totally cute.]
Birth of Child:
Displaced -- Azure Ray
[could work.]
Final Battle:
Wolf Like Me -- TV on the Radio
[also a pretty fun fight.]
Death Scene:
I Became Awake -- Great Lake Swimmers
[creeepy.]
Funeral Song:
Thinking About You -- Radiohead
[weird... completely weird.]
End Credits:
Where to Begin -- My Morning Jacket
[opposite title, but i can see it.] |
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[Mar. 31st, 2007|07:23 pm] |
some more pictures of my hair.
[i just cut more off it becaaauuuse i wanted to?]
yes, i have a faux hawk. |
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[Mar. 28th, 2007|11:02 pm] |
when i am in a bad mood, i take my anger out on my hair.
bye hair!
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[Mar. 27th, 2007|08:45 pm] |
i think i might die.
i am going to be a machine from now until tuesday.
and then i'm finished until my first exam.
but, it's going to be hard, because i keep sleeping everywhere!
why am i so tired all the time?!
it's annoying.
in other news, someone pulled the fire alarm or something today so lesley and i got to leave our psych lecture.
[sidenote -- the boys upstairs are on their balcony yelling SO loud and i am at the dining room table, with our balcony door closed, and i can hear exactly what they're saying... uuuggghhhh.]
the fire alarm is so weird in curtis.
it's like, a beep.
and the one in ross sounds like a fire truck siren.
and the one in vari is normal.
they all went off because they're all connected.
lesley and i took the opportunity to eat lunch outside, with a million other people who decided to do the same.
it was so nice out.
ahhhh!
i have so much to do@OJO@*(~#Y982
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[Mar. 16th, 2007|11:38 am] |
i got this in the mail yesterday:
Dear Ms. Bond:
It has come to my attention that you have demonstrated considerable skill in Introduction to Linguistics (AS/LING 1000 6.0) this year. On the basis of your performance, I suggest that you seriously consider majoring (or minoring) in linguistics. Linguistics can be combined as a second major or a minor with a wide variety of other subjects, in addition to standing alone as a major.
...
Yours sincerely,
Susan E.
thanks Sus!
i hope this helps my faculty transfer application.
i dropped it off yesterday!
i'll only find out in june if i'm a linguistics major or not.
yet.
here's to hoping. |
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[Mar. 5th, 2007|10:50 pm] |
Lest this be dismissed as mere coincidence, the study cites three major reasons for the growth in poverty in relation to the growth in Wal-Mart retail. First, poverty rates increased because workers displaced from small shops (known as 'mom and pop stores' in America) had no alternative. They were forced to work in Wal-Mart stores at relatively lower wages. Second, big box retail destroyed local entrepreneurship, thereby destroying the ability of local talent in many areas to earn an independent livelihood. And finally, say the researchers, Wal-Mart actually transfers income from taxpayers and welfare programmes to its stockholders and consumers. In other words, the retail giant is not bearing the full social and economic cost of its nation-wide operations.
ohhhh.
i see. |
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[Feb. 21st, 2007|05:40 pm] |
i just cleaned not one, but two rotten cucumbers out of the fridge.
also, a bunch of expired and mouldy food.
pretty sure i'm going to die now because of breathing it in.
whatevs.
i don't deserve the marks i've been getting, and it scares me.
i hardly do readings and i procrastinate more than anyone i know.
i leave things until the absolute very last minute, and i always always could have put more effort into everything i do.
i feel like it's going to come back to me, eventually.
97% on a problem set in linguistics.
i have a lot of cleaning to do.
my room is pretty much a disaster.
i still haven't put my laundry away from sunday night.
my garbage can is on my desk because leo eats things out of it at night and wakes me up.
there are glasses with hard remnants of chocolate soy milk, and an almost empty box of crackers.
papers everywhere.
bed not made.
i'm going to sarnia this weekend.
i'm soso excited, and equally scared.
zach's family might hate me.
i'm too shy!
oh well, we'll see how it goes.
i have to figure out what to bring with me because i only have a backpack and my purse.
therefore, no room for anything.
i think this might be a problem, but we'll see, i suppose.
i essentially have 21 days of school left, and then exams.
omigosh panic i have so much to do.
if it gets done, it gets done.
if not, then it doesn't.
i like the enter key. |
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[Feb. 21st, 2007|01:22 am] |
i am the kind of person who enjoys company at all times.
i am more productive when i am around people.
i am used to being around family and friends constantly, because that's what pickering is all about when i'm there.
i never liked being alone, even in my house, ever.
i didn't even like to babysit because it was like being alone.
i am scared of being by myself for very irrational reasons.
but i am and that's how it goes.
i feel very distanced from everyone here.
i don't feel like myself and i'm terrible.
i am quieter and as much as i don't want to be alone, i just block everyone out. |
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[Feb. 7th, 2007|12:25 pm] |
so life, recently:
i was using prescribed cream for eczema, and it totally worked.
and i had normal skin for a day.
once i stopped using it, though, it came back.
i think it's worse this time.
i look and feel disgusting and i am ridiculously self conscious about it.
it's on my face.
my camera broke.
MY CAMERA BROKE.
god.
i don't have money to get a new one.
last weekend i could have gone to brock.
however, a bunch of things happened.
cassie got her shifts taken so she got the extra spot.
things happened and she decided she wasn't going anymore, but since i didn't think i was going, zach was going to come for the weekend.
he couldn't come, but only found out after people left for brock, so i basically did nothing all weekend.
oh well.
amber's exhibit opening is on friday.
that's exciting.
i'm using my mom's camera to take pictures because MINE BROKE.
buhh.
zach is 99% sure he's coming tomorrow night.
this is the best part of my week.
it's been almost three weeks since he was last here.
that's a long time.
i am fully aware i got myself into this, by dating someone who lives three hours away, but that doesn't mean i don't miss him.
anyways, he wants to see amber's exhibit.
he's going to be working at a call center.
monday to friday, 730-330.
he has weekends off.
this is good -- it means money and guaranteed time off.
he got into one of his colleges, already, and he applied less than a month ago.
i guess that's what he gets for being a boy applying to ECE.
either way, that's sweet.
any college he gets into will be closer than where he is now, so that's good.
he is good and this is good and i am happy.
i am not at school today for the following reasons:
'day of action' -- people are protesting at city hall about tuition hikes.
this means no one is in class, and an added bonus is that we don't get penalized for it.
also, i can't cover up my skin.
i hate eczema probably more than anything.
it's painful to leave my apartment looking the way i do.
justsoyouknow.
also, i have cramps.
i am bloated and i feel disgusting.
also, I AM SICK AGAIN.
god.
can't my immune system be nice for once?
anyways.
whatever. |
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[Dec. 18th, 2006|11:07 pm] |
hey, you.
there's this boy.
he's the best friend anyone could ever ask for.
i can count on him whenever.
and i hope he knows he can count on me.
and i could never ever find anyone quite like him.
he's special.
and he's the most fun.
and i miss him.
he's not even that far, but it's still too far.
and i used to see him a lot.
a lot a lot.
but now i don't.
however, despite the distance, we've still remained totally close.
and i think maybe even closer, sometimes.
he's only one of two people i've visited since they've moved.
i can tell him anything.
and i can be happy and excited with him.
or sad and sad and sad.
and even my family knows how wonderful he is.
and we share the same love for a lot of things.
like cats.
and photography.
and we share the same hate for a lot of things.
like red meat.
and the grade 11 photography class.
and sometimes we don't share the same love or hate for things.
like skinny jeans.
and babies.
but that doesn't even matter.
and i want you to know i'll always be there.
no matter what.
and if you ever need anything i'm just a phone call or msn message away [lol].
you are a wonderful person.
i love you for being you.
and i miss you all the time.
sometimes all i want is a sleepover.
where we can talk about cats before bed and eat yogurt together in the morning.
and i'm so excited for the 30th.
love♥. |
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[Dec. 14th, 2006|10:31 pm] |
| [ | mood |
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| [ | music |
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2006
went by entirely too fast.
i went on the trip of a lifetime.
i left my heart in a different continent.
i loved and was loved in return.
i lost and gained friends.
i graduated high school.
i changed.
i moved for the first time. ever.
i made and changed plans for the future.
i felt more myself.
i became an adult. legally [and that's all].
i experienced more change than i ever have before.
i changed.
i have kissed and hugged and been kissed and hugged.
i have been scared and anxious and sad.
i have been brave and excited and happy.
i trusted.
i wanted.
i waited.
i laughed and smiled and yelled and cried.
i changed.
and it's not over yet.
and for the first time, that i can remember, i don't want it to be over.
and everything goes by too fast and it will just keep getting faster.
and time will pass and pass and pass.
and i'm scared and anxious and sad.
and i don't feel like myself. |
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