Joyous nonsense.

Wed, 30 Apr 2008 23:41:10 GMT

AlaSTARman (7:40:31 PM): You're just really, really fucked up.
AlaSTARman (7:40:37 PM): In an unnatural way.
Legallyblond8908 (7:40:40 PM): Thanks.

Courtesy of the Black Eyed Peas.

Wed, 30 Apr 2008 23:40:01 GMT

What's wrong with the world, mama
People livin' like they ain't got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin'
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah
Madness is what you demonstrate
And that's exactly how anger works and operates
Man, you gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all
-Where is the Love, Black Eyed Peas

Run-on sentence.

Sun, 20 Apr 2008 20:53:07 GMT

This is one filthy house but I don't like to clean very much so there's a good chance nothing's going to get done about that or anything else because I procrastinate sometimes but that's okay because I get enough done like for instance today I did two loads of laundry and washed some dishes but I still have to sweep and vacuum because that's what really needs to be done not to mention the fact that my car is still chilling out in the backyard and the ladder is against the house and my stuff is everywhere and I should go feed Puffy because she's hungry.

Wed, 16 Apr 2008 19:31:30 GMT

I feel so FREE because they're not here.
Finally.
The stop/clear button on the microwave will be pushed every time something is taken out of it.
The spices on the stove will stayed lined up in the right order.
The hair will be taken out of the shower drain.
The phone will be hung up and charged.
The windows will be opened with no bitching.
My music shall play and my tattoo shall be visible.

24/7!!

Courtesy of Bob Dylan

Tue, 15 Apr 2008 23:54:34 GMT

Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D. A.
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try "No Doz"
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows

Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders
Watch the parkin' meters

Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles
-Subterranean Homesick Blues, Bob Dylan

Sat, 05 Apr 2008 12:16:44 GMT

To-Do List for this Morning:

Charge camera so I can take lots of pictures.
Wash sheets so they are all clean and fresh.
Finish packing so I have something to wear.
Take a shower so I'm all clean and fresh.
Brush Francis so she knows I love her.
Pick books for the trip so I have something to do.
Eat breakfast so I feel my best.
Write out very detailed fish-feeding directions so Heathcliff doesn't die.

I think that's about all.

Fri, 04 Apr 2008 22:23:21 GMT

I'm being forced to update by a tyrant.

I CAN'T WORK UNDER THIS PRESSURE!

In other news, I'll be in the bayou tomorrow. Well, early Sunday morning. There's still the matter of the 22 hour bus ride. Sarah, Emilie, and I stole a lunch tray today on which we can play cards and read tarot and draw pictures. I have three books to read and I'm hoping that a Cosmo comes in the mail today like it's supposed to.
Anyway, I'd rather talk to Alastair than update, sooo....

FIN.

Mon, 31 Mar 2008 02:02:35 GMT

*The Unusual You*
Just Random Stuff
What color is your bedspread?:	Beige with red flowers.
Pick up the nearest book to you,turn to page 25 & read the first sentence.:	It had been only a few days since I'd seen Dr. Martinez- aka Mom- but it was great seeing her again.
How many candles are in the room you are in?:	Three.
What was your first word when you were a baby?:	I have no idea.
How old were you in 1996?:	Six.
How old will you be in 2016?:	Twenty-six.
How long until your birthday?:	Ten and a half months.
How many siblings do you have?:	One.
Are they older or younger than you?:	Older.
Are your grandparents still alive?:	Three of them.
How many orange objects are there in the room you are in?:	One.
Have you ever run a stoplight?:	By accident only.
Do you have any children?:	No.
How was your first kiss?:	It was okay.
Have you completed high school yet?:	Not yet.
Do you have any relatives in the military currently?:	No.
Who got married at the last wedding you went to?:	My aunt Mary to my uncle Kevin.
What time did you get up today?:	Eightish.
When was the last time you stayed up all night?:	Not too long ago.
How long have you had a myspace, facebook, or whatever you use?:	Forever. Years.
Who was the last person of the opposite sex you hung out with?:	Alastair.
Person of the same sex?:	Lulu.
What color are your eyes?:	Green.
Do you like them?:	Sure.
Have you ever had braces?:	Yes.
Turn on your mp3, cd player, radio, etc. What song is playing?:	Orange Crush by REM.
What was the last thing you drank?:	Water.
Are you better at math or art?:	Art.
Science or History?:	Science. But only sometimes.
Who was your 4th grade teacher?:	Mr. Malnight.
Who was your best friend in 7th grade?:	Ann-Elise.
Where did you go to pre-school, if you went at all?:	Jack and Jill preschool in Richland.
Who was the last person to call you?:	I have no idea.
Did you smile in your driver's license picture?:	Yes.
Do you have a job?:	No.
What is your favorite smell?:	Beautiful floral scents and dirt and rain.
What's your favorite brand of gum?:	Sugar-free peppermint.
Have you ever dated someone & then dated their sibling?:	Nope.
Who was your crush in 5th grade?:	Uh... I don't remember.
Who was your first bf/gf?:	Dan.
What color is the shirt you are wearing?:	Light blue.
What do you think of the 1980's?:	Ronald Reaganish.
Have you ever dated someone more than 2 years older than you?:	Yes.
How about 2 years younger?:	Nope.
What brand of shampoo do you use?:	Herbal Essences delicious.
How long is your hair?:	Pretty long.
If you could change one thing about yourself physically, what would it be?:	I would heal all my various cuts.
Is there a box of tissues in the room you are in right now?:	Nope.
What time is it?:	Nine fifty seven.
Is their anything living (plant, animal, etc) in your room right now?:	Me and Francis.
What color are the walls in your kitchen?:	Green and white.
Have you ever had a car accident?:	Nope.
Do you have any major plans for today?:	Today is over. My biggest plan is chillaxing.
What kind of deoderant do you use?:	Lady Speed Stick.
What color is your toothbrush?:	Red.
Do you own a digital camera?:	Yes.
How old is the cellphone you have right now?:	Two years.
What are your initials, using the last letter of each of your names?:	EER.
Do you know anyone named Tyler?:	Nope.
How about Reese?:	Nope.
Diana?:	Diane.
Shelby?:	That was my bunny's name but she died.
Have you ever kissed someone who's name started with "C"?:	Yes.
How about "L"?:	Yes.
"E"?:	Yes.
"B"?:	No.
Are both your parents still living?:	Yes.
What was the last thing you cooked?:	Potatoes for Lulu.
How many times have you moved in your life?:	Once.
Do you live within 20 miles of your birthplace?:	Yes.
Can you do a handstand?:	Yes.
Is it after 11am?:	Yes.
What day is it?:	Sunday.
What's the longest time you've ever spent on the phone?:	Hours and hours.
How many pairs of brown shoes do you own?:	One.
Are you on any prescribed medications?:	Nope.
What was the date 2 weeks ago from today?:	The sixteenth. I think.
If you aren't already married, do you expect to be married within 5 years?:	No way.
How about 2 years?:	No way.
How many funerals have you been to in your lifetime?:	Enough.
Have you ever been far away from home on your birthday?:	Yes. Chicago.
Have you ever had a pet fish?:	Yes. A bunch. Mostly bettas.
Do you have any tattoos?:	Yes. One on my back.
Would you ever or do you have a nose piercing?:	Nope.
If you only had 30 days to live, what would you do?:	Break a bunch of laws and do everything I've ever wanted to do.
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Mon, 31 Mar 2008 01:45:45 GMT

I spent hours in a forest today.
And Alastair didn't believe that I could get us out of there purely with intuition. Someone learned otherwise.

Tue, 25 Mar 2008 15:26:56 GMT

AND:

I got a full scholarship for Alternative Spring Break.

Things are really looking up.

That and I made a new friend. His name is Alastair.

Tue, 25 Mar 2008 15:24:55 GMT

I'm home today with a respiratory infection. It kind of blows.

In other news, I got into Americorps yesterday.

( : ( : ( :

I'm leaving for Iowa in July.

I took this from my journal a year or two ago.

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 12:36:10 GMT

[x] I do (some) wear make up
[] When I walk by mirrors, I can't help but look
[x] I wear toe nail polish.
[x] I have cried at a movie theater.
[x] I've purposely talked to a guy my boyfriend didn't like.
[x] I love chocolate
[x] Getting a flower makes me smile, especially for no reason.
[] I've wrecked a car.
[] I can't put mascara on without opening my mouth.
[x] I'd do anything for a special guy.
[x] I think Johnny Depp is sexy in Pirates of the Caribbean.
[x] I've gotten a detention.
[] I've gotten suspended
[x] I love to laugh.
[x] I like rock.
[x] I like hip hop
[x] I like techno
[] I carry a purse everywhere.
[] I've been called a party girl.
[] I like to drink
[] I do/did own a spice girls cd.
[] I do/did own a Britney Spears CD.
[] Football isn't boring.
[] I love athletic boys
[] I love skater boys.
[x] Sweet guys are better than hot guys
[x] I've been called a tease.
[x] Lipgloss is better than lipstick.
[] I can't leave the house without makeup.
[x] I'm a bitch.
[x] I sing/have sung in the shower
[x] I play video games, even when there are other people around.
[x] My friends are the best, and they're important to me.
[x] I can be wild and crazy
[x] I really want to be with a certain someone right now.
[] I smoke way too much
[x] I have a tattoo
[] I have cheated on a boy
[x] I've thought about prom before grad. year
[] As a kid I was a girly girl
[x] As a kid I was a tomboy
[] I've played football with contact

Updates.

Wed, 12 Mar 2008 12:20:20 GMT

Here I am, once again, in the Hackett library. It's first hour right now, and my econ teacher has assigned us some project or report or something and I don't have the vaguest idea of what kind of project it is. Oh well, I'll figure it out and do it in the five minutes before class like I usually do.

So I had to get gas for my car this morning on the way to school. The gas station is a sad, morose place. I don't know if it was just coincidental and everyone was tired or what, but the only conversation I heard around me as I stood in line was about how no one can afford the rising gas prices and people can't afford fuel oil for their house. It was really depressing. Well, I guess it should be depressing. I put six dollars (my lunch money for the next few days) in my gas tank and I know that it won't even get me to school again tomorrow morning. I wonder how I'll find another six dollars tomorrow.

It's getting warmer outside. Sandals have been on my feet for the last two days. This is mainly because there is hardly any snow on the ground. It's still a good 35 degrees out, so my feet are by no means hot, but yeah. It's nice to look around and see a little color, even if it's just shades of brown. It's better than black and white and gray, which seems like the only color scheme winter can manage.

I turned in a resume to Gull Road Cinema. I really, really want the job. I know for a fact that they're hiring three people on and are in the process of looking at resumes and talking to people. I keep waiting for a phone call from them. I turned in my resume Monday afternoon, and it's now Wednesday morning. It's reasonable to give them a couple more days, but I'm really eager for a call. It would be so, so good to have a job again. Not just for the money, but having a job just feels good. It's nice to work. Although the money is pretty important.

The musical is ending this weekend. Back to the 80's at Hackett, that is. I am looking forward to it being over, although it is nice to have a play practice to go to. What am I saying? I still have Generation Next to do for the next month! Ms. Allbee and I have been fighing again this show. It's pretty tiresome. I hate Hackett drama, especially with the administration.

I am so exhausted. It seems like I can never wake up. Sometime in the late afternoon I start to perk up a little, but other than that, it's just impossible for me to be functioning at all. I blame the time change, although that seems like a bad excuse because it never even affects me at all. Maybe I have some sort of vitamin deficiency. That seems reasonable, what with the crappy winter moods everywhere. I did feel better back when I took a daily multivitamin (unless I took it on an empty stomach- than I had twenty minutes of awful, horrible pain). Perhaps I will remind my mom to buy more next time she's at Walgreen's.

Alternative Spring Break is coming up again. I don't really think I'll be able to go. It's a. Really expensive. and b. Kind of overlapping with my Generation Next show. I really hope I get to go. I applied for a scholarship, but I doubt I'll get it. I will be sad if I don't go. It'll be a long, long week alone at home. Oh wait, I won't be alone. My dad will be there napping with five TV's on and microwaving things that make the house smell bad. Maybe I'll get the Gull Road Cinema job and will be able to work all day.

Sun, 24 Feb 2008 03:49:34 GMT

Night time radio makes me lonely.

I hate to sound bitchy, but...

Tue, 12 Feb 2008 00:24:38 GMT

My mom got kind of drunk and told me what my dad's getting me for my birthday.
She seriously hates surprises and won't let anyone else have them.

Here's how the conversation went:
Mom: "So you know that thing you saw in the newspaper earlier?"
Carrie: "Yeah."
Mom: "Well, your dad's getting it for you for your birthday. I didn't want you to think that it was your idea."
Carrie: "Wow. Now I have to pretend to be surprised while another holiday goes by with me knowing exactly what I'm getting because you tell me ahead of time. Good job. I'm going to tell Dad that you told me."
Mom: "Fine."

Seriously, though... is she completely surprise-inept? It's supposed to be a happy coincidence that I like ahead of time what I don't know that I'm getting. She's supposed to grin all-knowingly and keep her mouth shut. I feel bad for my dad. He plans this thinking I'll have this happy little shocked smile on my face, while all the while I know everything. That makes me wonder, has she done this for every holiday when I've entrusted her with the secret of the gift that I'm giving? She did this at Christmas too. We both knew that Alex would like something she got him, and she told him the day after we bought it. "To make sure he'd like it." Like it would make a big difference if he didn't like it on Christmas or ahead of time. Turns out he'd like it, just like she and I both knew he would, and yet another surprise holiday was killed by her dumbness.

It's little things like this that make me so mad at her. I feel like a greedy bitch for saying that, but it's true.

Thu, 07 Feb 2008 00:56:04 GMT

WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING THERE WAS A CAVITY IN MY TOOTH.

TONIGHT I WILL FALL ASLEEP KNOWING THE CAVITY IS NO MORE.

Oh, the magics of dentistry.

Tue, 01 Jan 2008 22:32:41 GMT

Sorry god, I don't negotiate with terrorists.

Sat, 22 Dec 2007 15:38:34 GMT

Oh my god, this crazy week is finally over.
Now I can sit back, relax, make cookies, and wait for Christmas to be over with.
Last night was a definite confirmation to the fact that I can't stand taking care of drunk teenagers.
It's winter now. No more fall. I think the very end of fall is the worst season.

Sun, 09 Dec 2007 22:37:16 GMT

My mom just told me to stop knocking around like a wild indian.

Fri, 16 Nov 2007 12:45:49 GMT

The last time I saw a clock it was 7:11. Now it is 7:43. How did I avoid looking at a clock for thirty-two minutes? There was one sitting right in front of me for twenty-five minutes, I must have passed three in the halls, and I ignored the computer clock until now (7:44). Weird.

I don't like reverting to things at this low level of amusement just because I am at school. Shouldn't school be interesting?

Thu, 15 Nov 2007 13:40:12 GMT

I am in the library during government at this moment.

God, I'm tired. And have been out of focus for the last week. I don't like it. It's like I'm wearing glasses that aren't my prescription- I just can't focus well. I can see and think, it's just sluggish and dull everywhere. I pin this to lack of sleep and abundance of stress. This play (The Dancers) is going ridiculously. We are at the point we should have been at a week ago, and we open tomorrow. Sickening. Not only does the storyline kind of suck, the acting is sub-par, the blocking is shit, the transitions and timing are off and not well planned, the Zombie Dance Party improv team is inaudible and still not working together, the lights suck, the sound guy I'm trying to train is an impossible dumbass who can't get things through his head, the set is bad and stupid, the cast doesn't know how to project, we have a rude, bitchy director, there is no backstage area (terribly important if there is some sort of theatre emergency), and the costumes suck. If you know what I'm talking about and wish to leave a comment speaking of the other things wrong with this production, feel free.

But, you know, come see the play.

Tomorrow and Saturday at 8, Sunday at 2. Five dollah for students, seven dollah for adults. 1000 W Kilgore.

People piss me off so much! What's with the idiotic pairing off of high schoolers just because they're horny! "Hey look, we've never talked or nothin', but I think you are so great and we should date." "Okay, but only if we can fuck like rabbits." "Done."
I'm thinking of two- well, four- people in particular, if you can't guess. What the hell is going on!?

Okay, you know what? I'm going to stop being so negative and cynical. It is starting to take its toll on my psyche and karma. Let's think of something positive.

I made a friend at Gull Lake named Dan. He's nice.

Mon, 05 Nov 2007 21:01:46 GMT

They refilled the vending machine at the Epic Center.

This is good.

Sun, 21 Oct 2007 23:19:20 GMT

Update update update.

Wed, 03 Oct 2007 01:27:29 GMT

My fish's name is Steve and he is dying even though I love him and take care of him every day.

Thu, 13 Sep 2007 22:29:03 GMT

Is it normal to wonder what will happen tomorrow (when there is nothing out of the ordinary planned) to the point where I would give anything to fast-forward to then?

Seriously. Something interesting happens every day. Tomorrow should be just as interesting as any other day, but I'm looking forward to finding out what it is.

Someone make my day interesting, okay? Just so I'm not let down?