Tuesday, 03 March 2009

Monday, 02 March 2009

  • I'm going to try to keep this thing somewhat regularly updated,
     but I can't make any promises.

    Second snow day of the year, today. It's nice because before this
    we hadn't had one since freshman year.
    St. Francis clearly loves the seniour class of '09.
    I can't believe I'm graduating.
    Everything went by as quickly as they say it will.
    I'll miss it.

    I need to work on my resume today,
    and memorize that monologue for acting.

    Things I Need To Save Money For
    - spending money for Italy on souvenirs and stuff by April (not sure how much I'll need)
    - prom stuff! limo, ticket, etc. by May if not earlier ( < $300)

    so far I have about 400$ saved up from my birthday last week + babysitting.
    if I continue to babysit for this couple I'll definitely have enough. we'll see.


Sunday, 14 December 2008

  •     I hate small talk. I hate the concept of it and I sure as hell hate actually participating in it. There is this one girl in my school who happens to be in two of my class and for some reason she got the idea that I'm a person she wants to befriend (great, I'm approachable by little asian girls. Fuck off plz.) In actuality, she's a sweetheart and very funny and sarcastic and if I wasn't exhausted and full of hate whenever I was in class I'm sure I would enjoy her a lot more. But as it is, I am in class and when the teacher ends his lesson and gives us five minutes to talk and I just want to reflect on life or think about what I'm going to eat for lunch/dinner/whatever, she always pops out of nowhere and starts talking to me.
        I hate faking interest, I'm horrible at it: my face gives me away, I yawn, I probably look like I want to kill somebody. Yet somehow this crazy bitch always comes back to talk to me, and even includes me in her little notes on facebook listing what she wants for Christmas. What's worse is that after the bell rings and I jump out of my chair (if I'm not already out of it, stretching and looking at the time every five seconds hoping it will ring) and I think that I am free to go on my way, she follows me! She follows me and if I have lunch next period, she actually sits and has lunch with me and I am stuck small talking with her for half an hour.
        Fuck.

Saturday, 27 September 2008

  • This is one of those diary entries.

    It was a good day, albeit exhausting. At 12, I went to Mike's house to meet up with him and Maria and we went to Rainbows to find her a shirt to wear to the wake tomorrow (side note: her grandmother died, going to the wake tomorrow night, rip). I wound up buying purple leg warmers in honour of 80s day this week, and a yellow peace-heart necklace in honour of me being a fag; came out to 10$ which left me 30$ for the rest of the day (pumpkin picking on long island, 15$ entrance fee + pumpkin money).
    We went back to Mike's house and waited for Todd, who is a 28 year old student at QCC and I have no idea why we were hanging out with him today. Wtf. He's 10 years older than me. Ew. Anyway, he comes to Mike's and we pile into his car (Mike has shotgun, Maria and I have the back) and we head out to Melville to go pumpkin picking. Todd drives like an asshole. He is that douchebag on the highway who you always see switching lanes without signaling at 80mph just to get ahead. "What is your fucking rush?" you usually say to these people. Apparently, it's pumpkins.
    We get to the place to find out that the fall festival has been canceled due to inclement weather but the animal farm is still open for 7$ and "hey, you know, you can just pick some pumpkins and pay for them upfront". So basically we got the pumpkin picking for cheaper + animals, yay. Todd decides to pay my 7$ and I wasn't complaining.There were fucking zebras, deer, reindeer, camels, ostriches, and all other sorts of weird animals at that fucking farm. It was awesome. I picked out two pumpkins (one big one, one smaller one) and we head back (this all takes about an hour, byyy the way.) My pumpkins cost around 17$ and I pay the lady and lug my pumpkins plus the other 43435 that the others picked out to the car. We stopped in at the farmers market and I buy a miniature loaf of banana-chocolate pumpkin bread because it was so cute. That was 3$, and totally worth it. I just ate that shit, yum.
    Todd decides to treat us to Dave&Busters, so we go and eat and then play for like another hour and we pooled our tickets which came out to about 2000 tickets (thanks to me hitting the jackpot on nearly every game. fuck yeah.) I got a lightup shotglass and a stuffed lollipop thing. Good times. Then I got dropped off, and now I'm spending time with my family. And by that I mean I'm on the computer. Woo!

Sunday, 21 September 2008

  • Yesterday I hung out with the girl I was friends with in preschool, and it was surprisingly natural. We got along really well right from the start, completely skipping over the expected awkward silence. It was just like being a kid again, where judgements went out the window and you like someone just because you like them. Amusingly enough, her brother showed up on the pretense of "making sure Courtney was okay, because she wasn't answering her phone". Clearly he just wanted to see me, though. Clearly. We were supposed to go to the St. A's fair, but Kasey suggested buying us sushi and what girl can turn down free sushi from the man of her dreams? No one. It was fantastic, for me at least, and I really hope Courtney and I can make this a regular thing.

Sunday, 14 September 2008

Friday, 12 September 2008

  • The brother of my best kindergarten friend is coming over tomorrow. I used to have the biggest crush on him when I was six years old and he was nine. I'm terrified. It's going to be the most awkward meeting ever. I'm so worried that he's going to be really boring. I don't know why he even agreed to come over, I'm his younger sisters friend.. how weird. OH HOW I HOPE HE LOVES ME.

Thursday, 11 September 2008

  • Every year for the past 5 or so years, I try to find childhood friends on myspace and facebook and could never find my best friend from kindergarten. Today she found me on facebook and I'm still shaking a little bit (that may be because of my ultra fanned room, though.) I  can't believe ittt. I'm freaking out.  There is nothing more genuine or pure than the friendships you make when you're younger. I hope we can find time to hang out soon so we can see if we can still be bffls after 12 odd years.