Alright, so here's the scoop. My computer died and I don't have one at the moment. I'm at my sister's right now, and I'm making a last minute post here. This means I won't be online for a long long while, while I get my computer checked out, possibly getting a new one. About time too, that thing's 3 years old and in need of an upgrade. Anyways, I've gotta go.
KTHXBY.
6.30.2003
6.21.2003
For the love of God, please remember to put the "s" in blogspot when you type my URL. Why? Bible Megasite. Funny, but the cause of many scares and "OMGWTF!!'s"
Well, I've had a great stat to my day. I open up the newspaper (after reading the comics [oh, how i miss calvin and hobbes]), and I see Alex on the third page holding the new Harry Potter book.
Onto other stuff, the Fantasia Film Festival site has opened. Go check it out. Movie listings and whatnot will be around in a week. Keep your eyes peeled, because I plan on stealing a bunch of friends and going. Also, does anyone (in Montreal, preferably) know where the Concordia Hall Theater is? I know it's near the Guy-Concordia metro, but which exit is it? And how far is it from the station? Contact me if you know.
And one last thing, I just had a good laugh thinking about my friend's short but fun adventure. He fell asleep on his friend's couch, and while he was asleep, they carried him out of the house and put him on the sidewalk. 5 minutes later, he woke up and was like "WHAT THE FUCK!?" Yeah. It was fun. The day after, he was telling everyone how he woke up on the sidewalk, and everyone thought he was insane.
Onto other stuff, the Fantasia Film Festival site has opened. Go check it out. Movie listings and whatnot will be around in a week. Keep your eyes peeled, because I plan on stealing a bunch of friends and going. Also, does anyone (in Montreal, preferably) know where the Concordia Hall Theater is? I know it's near the Guy-Concordia metro, but which exit is it? And how far is it from the station? Contact me if you know.
And one last thing, I just had a good laugh thinking about my friend's short but fun adventure. He fell asleep on his friend's couch, and while he was asleep, they carried him out of the house and put him on the sidewalk. 5 minutes later, he woke up and was like "WHAT THE FUCK!?" Yeah. It was fun. The day after, he was telling everyone how he woke up on the sidewalk, and everyone thought he was insane.
6.20.2003
So here we are, the end of Friday. Today's been... alright. I woke up early, and checked the mail. I got Wing Commander: Prophecy in the mail today. Was playing it a lot throughout the day. I called Alex and talked to her for a while. I enjoy talking to her. She's easy to talk to, and I feel that I can really trust her with some things I tell no one else. Yeah...
After she left, I had spent my time listening to music and playing games. I think I might call Melissa later, but no definites. There's always someone on the phone whenever I plan to use it, and when the person's off, it's too late. Ah well. I'll try to make some time and call her sooner or later.
So this is where I am now. I felt like talking about a touchy subject here. It's kinda funny too, considering people may get offended by it. Though, as you know, I don't give a shit if you are or aren't offended.
I felt like talking about stuff that Alex covered on her site. "Love marks." When couples brag about marks they made on each other. Bites, hickeys, etc. It's really gross sometimes. I know, there's a LOT of people who would disagree, but it really puts a damper on my day if I see couples talking about what disfiguring things they made on others that week. I'm trying to eat my sandwich, when people start talking about hickeys and bites they made on each other. That's... eugh. Normally I'd vomit, but I hate the cleanup, so I have to swallow it in. I try to smile it off and say "Oh, that's nice," when really, I feel like getting up and walking out. It's like.... why? It's not some sort of fucking trophy.
After letting that out... I feel like singing obnoxiously loud. I'll be off to my bedroom, yelling out that I'm tired of sex, and then figuring out what the hell the Pixies are saying in "Debaser".
I'm done here.
And for old time's sake....
Stay Frosty.
After she left, I had spent my time listening to music and playing games. I think I might call Melissa later, but no definites. There's always someone on the phone whenever I plan to use it, and when the person's off, it's too late. Ah well. I'll try to make some time and call her sooner or later.
So this is where I am now. I felt like talking about a touchy subject here. It's kinda funny too, considering people may get offended by it. Though, as you know, I don't give a shit if you are or aren't offended.
I felt like talking about stuff that Alex covered on her site. "Love marks." When couples brag about marks they made on each other. Bites, hickeys, etc. It's really gross sometimes. I know, there's a LOT of people who would disagree, but it really puts a damper on my day if I see couples talking about what disfiguring things they made on others that week. I'm trying to eat my sandwich, when people start talking about hickeys and bites they made on each other. That's... eugh. Normally I'd vomit, but I hate the cleanup, so I have to swallow it in. I try to smile it off and say "Oh, that's nice," when really, I feel like getting up and walking out. It's like.... why? It's not some sort of fucking trophy.
After letting that out... I feel like singing obnoxiously loud. I'll be off to my bedroom, yelling out that I'm tired of sex, and then figuring out what the hell the Pixies are saying in "Debaser".
I'm done here.
And for old time's sake....
Stay Frosty.
6.16.2003
6.15.2003
Guess what's on MuchMoreMusic again? Yep! Grease 2! It's painful to watch. But I will, there's nothing else on, and well... yeah. I gotta kill the boredom somehow.
6.14.2003
I email myself to remember things. Like just now, I emailed myself to remind myself that I have to do some stuff involving LJ Codes and email addresses. I also reminded myself to call Rian, Alex, and Melissa. Kinda like the guy in Memento, except without the polaroids or tattoos, or rape and murder. Hmm, you know, I still have to convince people to sign my yearbook, without resorting to threats or blackmail. It'll be hard, but hey, I see everyone on June 25th, Wednesday to pick up my report card. Bolded to remind any other LHA people when to get your final report card.
Speaking of school, Grease 2 sucked. I really didn't like it. Maybe it's because of it's connection to the original. If it was a stand alone movie, people might like it more. But with the standard established by the first one, Grease 2 failed to meet, or even get close to the first one. To put it short, Grease > j00 >>>>>>>>>>>>>> Grease 2.
Oh yes, that's enough rambling for one day.
Speaking of school, Grease 2 sucked. I really didn't like it. Maybe it's because of it's connection to the original. If it was a stand alone movie, people might like it more. But with the standard established by the first one, Grease 2 failed to meet, or even get close to the first one. To put it short, Grease > j00 >>>>>>>>>>>>>> Grease 2.
Oh yes, that's enough rambling for one day.
6.11.2003
Wow, this site's been around for a year now.
The first entries.
Enjoy!
Oh yeah. My AIM name is SpikeSpiegel882. The link's down there.
The first entries.
Enjoy!
Oh yeah. My AIM name is SpikeSpiegel882. The link's down there.
6.10.2003
Science exam today. I think it was pretty easy. Well... more like unusually easy. There were 95 questions, and I went through each one twice in less than an hour. Yeah...
I wonder what happens to the rejected Jelly Belly beans. Are they used as currency in the factories? Swapped amongst workers as a way of finding methods of escape? That would be interesting. "That man has 3000 reds. I bet I could snatch some of those..."
Bugs Bunny and Wile E. Coyote were my sources of unnecessary violence back when I was young. I mean, where else can you see a bunny lead a pack of dogs off a cliff? Or have him turn the barrel of a shotgun towards his shooter? Yeah, cartoons rock.
I wonder what happens to the rejected Jelly Belly beans. Are they used as currency in the factories? Swapped amongst workers as a way of finding methods of escape? That would be interesting. "That man has 3000 reds. I bet I could snatch some of those..."
Bugs Bunny and Wile E. Coyote were my sources of unnecessary violence back when I was young. I mean, where else can you see a bunny lead a pack of dogs off a cliff? Or have him turn the barrel of a shotgun towards his shooter? Yeah, cartoons rock.
6.09.2003
So here we are, 3 days after the end of the school year, and a few days away from the end of exam week. This week isn't looking to be the greatest one around. Today I had my french exam, reading through short stories and answering mildly hard questions on them. I think I scored somewhere between 70% and 80%. That's my usual mark, I don't find myself getting much higher that often.
Tomorrow is my science exam. I've studied for it for about a week, and now that'll (hopefully) pay off. I have a good feeling about this exam though, I'm going to be walking in confident, and I'll do my best on it.
Wednesday I'm off. Got nothing better to do. More likely than not I'll be home, nothing like going out or whatever.
Thursday is an English exam, some sheet that's not marked, just evaluated to see our skills in English. Something like that, it's really long winded and boring. One of those "fill in the dot" opscan sheets.
Friday's the big one, Math. I'm pushing myself to my limit here. I want to make up for my bad exam mark that I got back in January (58%!). Whole story behind that, probably told all four of you reading this about it. I had five teachers for the first two terms of school, and they all taught... well... shittilly. I redeemed myself the third and fourth term (now). I have a feeling there'll be people mad over my mark for Math... On the third and last term, I got a 95%. According to my teacher, I could pass this term on only my test marks.
Whatever. As long as I pass the year with a respectable mark.
And now, an angsty rant (to fulfill the "blog" part in my address.):
FUCK SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK SHIT MOTHER FUCK SHIT GOD DAMNIT LIFE SUCKS SHIT DAMN HELL PISS SHIT DAMMIT HELL FUCK SHIT SEX FREE MONEY FUCK SEX FUCK DAMN HELL HATE ALL SHIT LIFE PEOPLE HATE SUCKS LOVE SHIT MOTHERFUCKER.
Thank you.
Tomorrow is my science exam. I've studied for it for about a week, and now that'll (hopefully) pay off. I have a good feeling about this exam though, I'm going to be walking in confident, and I'll do my best on it.
Wednesday I'm off. Got nothing better to do. More likely than not I'll be home, nothing like going out or whatever.
Thursday is an English exam, some sheet that's not marked, just evaluated to see our skills in English. Something like that, it's really long winded and boring. One of those "fill in the dot" opscan sheets.
Friday's the big one, Math. I'm pushing myself to my limit here. I want to make up for my bad exam mark that I got back in January (58%!). Whole story behind that, probably told all four of you reading this about it. I had five teachers for the first two terms of school, and they all taught... well... shittilly. I redeemed myself the third and fourth term (now). I have a feeling there'll be people mad over my mark for Math... On the third and last term, I got a 95%. According to my teacher, I could pass this term on only my test marks.
Whatever. As long as I pass the year with a respectable mark.
And now, an angsty rant (to fulfill the "blog" part in my address.):
FUCK SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK SHIT MOTHER FUCK SHIT GOD DAMNIT LIFE SUCKS SHIT DAMN HELL PISS SHIT DAMMIT HELL FUCK SHIT SEX FREE MONEY FUCK SEX FUCK DAMN HELL HATE ALL SHIT LIFE PEOPLE HATE SUCKS LOVE SHIT MOTHERFUCKER.
Thank you.
6.06.2003
ERIC REVEALS ALL!
I decided to go along with it, decided I've got nothing to lose. And, well, it doesn't exactly matter anymore to me if I do. It's the end of the school year, and I've got two months of nothing. Anyways, the index of things this year.
An asterisk (*) indicates a crush I still have. Now, in no particular order:
Alex P. *
Julie L.
Angela G. *
Rian G.*
Jess S.J. *(<-sorta) (not in LHA)
Angela M. *
Melissa Y.
Shannon M.
James J.M.*(heheheh) (not in LHA)
Things I...:
...regret: Being a jerk to some, going over the edge of weirdness (as in, it ain't funny anymore), putting off work till the last minute, not memorizing my french presentations (or any for that matter), looking at Eli and Rebecca kiss full-on mouth.
...don't regret: Going nuts in art class (kicking down a chair and yelling 'FUCK!'. Classic moment.), working my hardest at that very last minute, burning all those CDs for Alex, buying that unbelievably kickass Punisher TPB, posting this list.
...want to remember: All those times where my close friends were there for me, and when I was there for them. All those hugs I gave. All those perfectly timed quips and sayings that we all said exactly when needed ('CHEESE IT!', 'How strangely erotic.', 'Aww, someone need a hug?', 'IMMAFUCKYOUUP!').
...want to forget: When Mr. D. said I might've failed the History exam with a 9 on 40. Turns out it wasn't me. He really shouldn't have told me in the first place. Oh, and the 5 math teachers in the first two terms, and how I failed the January Math Exam with a 58%.
Total hugs given this year: Somewhere in the hundreds.
Total hugs given last year: Not so many.
Number of people who owed me money: 8.
Number of people who owe me money now:
Number of pens lost: 12. Half of that was from people who forgot they borrowed from me, half was from my pencil case which I lost.
Number of looseleaf sheets used: Probably somewhere in the thousands.
Number of looseleaf sheets given to others: Somewhere in the hundreds.
Number of times I slept in school: About 28.
Times I was scared to sleep, for fear of being yelled at/killed: 6.
Nights spent sleeping really late on a count of homework: Nearly all in the past year.
Number of relationships that didn't exactly work: 2.
Number of times I swore: At least 5 times per day since the start of the school year.
Number of goodbyes I didn't say today: Too many. ;_;
There will be more when I think of some others.
6.04.2003
Hey. Won't do the crush list thing I said I would. Maybe later. I'm in computer class again, it's... what, 8:45 AM. I'm thinking about Radiohead right now. Their new album is coming out in 5 or 6 days, and I plan on picking it up. I really like Radiohead. I'm not sure what it is about them that I like, but I enjoy their mellow tunes and stuff. I still think that pre kid-A was better than their newer stuff, but still, I can't say that their music is bad. And god dammit, why are people reading my screen. Nosy bastards, get away! Jeez. I'll rock on till the breakabreaka dawn, cause you know that's how I am.
Recently, someone said I was stubborn. I was tempted to say "Tell me something I don't know," but I didn't. Didn't want to be a jerk. I do admit, I can be stubborn. Really stubborn. It's really just a part of my nature. I tend to have a short-fuse at times, really.... short. I can control my temper easily, but I still get... Angry....
Anyways, I'm out of here.
Recently, someone said I was stubborn. I was tempted to say "Tell me something I don't know," but I didn't. Didn't want to be a jerk. I do admit, I can be stubborn. Really stubborn. It's really just a part of my nature. I tend to have a short-fuse at times, really.... short. I can control my temper easily, but I still get... Angry....
Anyways, I'm out of here.
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