ugh

ugh is such an appealing word.. or... err... expression.

my plan was to vent cause i'm angry and then i realized that i dont' want to... especially not on a blog.. it all soudns better in my head

also, i now hate horoscopes... never read me mine. i shall go delete my profile now

(: Karen

Settings

So! I told Karen I would write a blog entry sometime this week and here it is!! Yay!

And then not yay because I have nothing to write. Ugh... so uninspired.

Oo! I know! I will post my new favourite joke! Okay, ready?

What do you call a Frenchman wearing sandals?

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Philippe Phillop!!

Haha!! Is that not the greatest? Man oh man, jokes are great.

-Anne-

"With You" - Jessica Simpson

Karen keeps posting real songs, liek actually good songs, so I thought i woudl post lyrics to this Jessica Simpson song, just to get soem crappy music on the blog.

-Kathleen

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With You

The real me is a Southern girl
With her Levi's on and an open heart
Wish I could save the world
Like I was Supergirl
The real me used to laugh all night
Lying in the grass, just talking 'bout love
But lately I've been jaded
Life got so complicated

I start thinking about it
Almost forgot what it was like
To know when it feels right

But with you I can let my hair down
I can say anything crazy
I know you'll catch me right before I hit the ground
With nothing but a T-shirt on
I never felt so beautiful
Baby, as I do now
Now that I'm with you

With you
With you
With you
Now that I'm with you

You speak and it's like a song
And just like that, all my walls come down
It's like a private joke
Just meant for us to know
I relate to you naturally
Everybody else just fades away
Sometimes it's hard to breathe
Just knowing you found me

'Cause I start thinking about it
I almost forgot what it was like
To know when love feels right

'Cause with you
I can let my hair down
I can say anything crazy
I know you'll catch me right before I hit the ground
With nothing but a T-shirt on
I never felt so beautiful
Baby, as I do now
Now that I'm with you

With you
With you
With you

Come and take me
Love you, save me
Like nobody else
Now I can be myself with you

I can let my hair down
I can say anything crazy
I know you'll catch me right before I hit the ground
With nothing but a T-shirt on
I never felt so beautiful
Baby, as I do now
Now that I'm with you

I can let my hair down
I can say anything crazy
I know you'll catch me right before I hit the ground
With nothing but a T-shirt on I never felt so beautiful
Baby, as I do now
Now that I'm with you

Long Time No Post!

So it has been a week since anyone posted on this thing. (And even longer then that since I posted) Been really busy recently and just haven't been inspirited to type out a length blog entry. So as I was showering I decided that I woudl sit down and compose an entry. (Mostly because at the moment I should be researching "John Stuart Mill" for economics because I have a big presentation next Wednesday and I haven't even started looking up anything about him. I am suppose to be talking about his effect on economics then and now, which I don't even really know what that means. Anywasy...)

Did you know that women have a better vocabulary during their period? I can't remember exactly where I heard this. But apparently when you are on yoru period you are less likely to forget words. (You know that thing where you can't remember a word, well a woman on her period is more likely to remmeber it) I dunno, I don't think its true, but yah, just thought I woudl thro it out there.

I'm embaressed to admit that I now but Cosmo magazines. The first few i got just because they are fun to make fun of but now its like I always buy them, still basically to make fun of them with Karen, but liek I dunno, I now own 3. Occasionally flipping through them when extremely bored. (There are some very cute boys in Cosmos!)

I have started carrying a disposible camera around all the time, just to catch those exciting moemts on film. I liek pictures!

Went to the Santa Claus Parade on Sunday with Anne, Karen and Dave. It was kinda cold out and my butt kept falling asleep.

I burnt my mouth yesterday on a piece of garlic bread.

No one likes cashiers, cause they are teh people who take your money.

Wow its sad that I haven't posted in so long and yet I still have nothing really to say.

-Kathleen

fall to pieces

Velvet Revolver
Fall to pieces

It's been a long yearSince you've been goneI've been alone hereI've grown oldI fall to pieces, I'm falling Fell to pieces and I'm still fallingEvery time I'm falling downAll alone I fall to piecesI keep a journal of memoriesI'm feeling lonely, I can't breatheI fall to pieces, I'm fallingFell to pieces and I'm still fallingAll the years I've triedWith more to goWill the memories dieI'm waitingWill I find youCan I find youWe're falling downI'm falling

lonely blog

blog has been ignored... so here's one exciting post from me

this mornign i woke up at 9 which was stupid cause i didn't fall asleep till around 2:30. this is like school or something.. why can't i sleep when i need it??

so i'm awake, close my eyes for another 15 minutes which is really just a pathetic stuggle to fall asleep which fails... i go downstairs and my mom tells me to get dressed if i want to go to canadian tire with my dad and his sister and her husband... now why not? haha, it's the kinda new one that i sitll haven't been too and looks pretty huge.. so i go, feeling extremely dirty and gross, but i go anyway. nothing exciting happens there, and then i come home and wax and shave a bit.. haha, i kow you need to know this part, so i wont' go into too much detail as tempted as i am(:

so 12 o c'lock finally comes around (actualyl quickly), and i'm at hickory farms giving out samples... i end up staying for inventory and i worked a whole 9 hours! pretty cool huh.. ooh and only one day at sportchek next week which is dumb, but whatever. that means i can catch up on all that homework i need to do right? hahaha

so i'm eating now.. cause i'm hungry,... grapes, salad, half a bagel... really a great assortment (:

i've done my part...

-Karen-

Haha

Okay, I know that we've kinda gotten over our quiz fetish but I was bored tonight and this quiz amused me.

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And I think it's sad how true this is, haha.

-Anne-

P.S. I've never done this before so I wonder if it will work or if it will just show up as a bunch of werid writing in my blog entry? Hmm...

Shot down in flames

So today during English I came up with this idea of having a puppet service. Now don't shoot the idea down in flames until you hear what's it all about... like certain people coughkathleencough. What I would do is have this portable stage thing and all these puppets and then hire myself out. Now I'm not thinking of the typical birthdaty party kinda bash... I'm thinking more like getting called when there's nothing good on television and you are bored bored bored! Then I would come to your house for a small fee of $5 and then present either a traditional puppet play or a specially made one with YOU as the star!!

So... any customers?

C'mon guys!! Think of the fun!

Three dollars?

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One dollar?

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Ooo!! Kathleen just gave me a great idea!!! Since she doesn't want to go to work because work is boring, I shall offer a puppet service that comes and entertains you AT WORK! Oh yes, this plan is totally working out... no more school for me, I am devoting my entire life to this venture! So get out those loonies and prepare to be entertained!

-Anne-

An Introduction to Early Music

well none of us have really done a post in a while.. and i have not done a REAL thought out or rambling post in a while. just a lyric one done last night, but that was only a random impulse thing which means nothing to everyone (well the few people) reading this.

today i woke up just after 10 which was a bit disappointing considering i had nothing to do this morning. so i read bit... now i'm the worst and slowest reader ever. i just can't bring myself to read. and after about half an hour of distracted reading i get all fidgety and suffocated and i just need to stop. so seeing that i have a good half the book left, and another one to read by let's say thursday night before i do my ISU conference sheet outline thing, i decided it probably won't get done. well the sheet will be completely with the appearance of hardwork, but it'll be some last minute sparknotes unfortunately that i'll have to resort to. well, i always resort to sparknotes, but usually after i've read the book. it's kinda sad figuring ou the ending, as boring as the book may be. so now i have 4 books sitting at my desk staring at me. one which i've read 100 pages of (ooh, which means i'm not quite half way through from the pretty shortish book), and the three others which i just picked up from the library. one of them was clear that it fit my topic, but the other two are much shorter, so one of those will be my final choice.

i've got two jobs! now say that in a really strong caribbean accent and you'll understand that commercial i'm thinking about... haha, well maybe not, but i'm entertained and that's what matters at this point. so tonight i get to go set up the hickory kiosk which is always lots of fun (: i'm actually kinda not dreading it like i should be cause, let's face it, work is never THAT much fun, but i think i Do prefer some labour rather than actual dealing with customers and trying to make money. i got to fill out the application today, and it was so exciting being able to fill in all three boxes for all three places of employment! yay for me.

today i went shopping for boots. i tried the only one i found which i actually liked, and of course it looked like shit on me. but meh, i will find themeventually right? i realyl them some too, but whenever you actually need something you can never find it. this leads me to talking about prom. i have a fear that i'll never find a dress.. haha. when other people are shopping and i dont' need anything, i lways find nice stuff, but when it comes down to me shopping, i fail. most of the time... it suually is successful by the end, but it's kinda sad to be stressing about shopping. speaking of prom, will i need to ask a random guy at work? now i'd love for him not to be soo random so it will be fun, so, if it comes down to this, i hope (now i'm really only thinking of two guys at work that i'd either LIKE to go with or be HAPPY to go with) we're close by the time june comes around and it's not weird at all. actually, the best situation would be knowing in advance that i dont' need a last minute date... stupid all girls school. is that really the problem? i hope so

speaking of work... all these "speaking of's"... the list goes on forever. but anywayz, yesterday there were two new guys!!! now i'm not excited at all at the fact that they were guys (cause, well... i'm not), but the fact that i'm not the new person anymore!! yay for me.. it's really exciting when peopple ask you about stuff and you know the answers. i'm getting pretty good now at helping people and stating facts/making up facts about all sorts of products (:

i've realized that i have a fear of calling people's names when i'm not 100% sure it's their name.. well, it's more of i have a really bad memory with names and doubt myself A LOT!

so maybe all this blogging is just cause i dont' wanna study for the two tests on monday, let alone all thos english assignemtns and other stuff i have due this week... but having some good old renaissance music playing really makes me feel like i am rehearsing (?) for my presentation (:

well i believe (haha, sometimes i say that at work, it makes me sound smarter with customers... i've learned that off of people.. well i just overhear and decide it's an amazing phrase) that's it for now...

-KAREN-

george micheal or limp bizkit?

I know not everybody has got a body like me, but i gotta think twice, before i give my heart away, and i know all the games you play, cuz i play them too, oh but i need some time off from that emotion, time to pick my heart up off the floor, but that love comes down without devotion, well it takes a strong man baby, but i'm showin' you that door, i gotta have faith gotta have faith, gotta have faith, gotta have faith! baby, i know you're askin' me to stay, say please please please don't go away cuz you're givin' me the blues, baby, your mind made all the words you say, can't help but think of yesterday and another who tied me down to the lover boy rules, before this river becomes an ocean, before you pick my heart up off the floor, well that love comes down without devotion, well it takes a strong man baby, but i'm showin' you that door, i gotta have faith gotta have faith, gotta have faith, gotta have faith! get tha fuck up!!! i gotta have faith, i gotta have faith, i gotta have faith, i gotta have faith! faith! ahhhh faith!! ahhhhh!!!!

The Paw

So we've already established that numbers have genders. 0=male, 1=male, 2=female, 3=m, 4=f, 5=m, 6=m, 7=f, 8=m, 9=m. Now I've also discovered that I feel that certain subjects go with certain days. For exmaple, day 1 subjects are stuff like math and science whileh day 2 subjects are more like english and history. I think that has been messing me up this year because I always assume history should be on a day 2 but it's on a day 1 so I'm never really quite sure when my homework is due.

When I was little we used to have one of thsoe fake fireplace fronts that's just for show. Now that's gone but we still have the chimney because that's connected to the furnace. When I was little I also used to be able to move the living room furniture so that was aways a fun activity. Let's play "who can create interesting shapes with the couches!"

Snowshoes! Man oh man is it dark out now. Dang this daylight savings time. I say spend!

My mom and sister have both taken up knitting again. I say again because they go through these werid phases where they're really into it for awhile and then they abandon it. Anyway, I don't really like it because awhile ago I read a book where this woman gave herself an abortion using knitting needles and ever since then I'm kinda grossed out by them. Ew ew ew.

Slime slime slime. Doesn't dripping of boredem make you think of green drippy slime? Ah yes, thoughts.

-Anne-