Thursday, September 28, 2006

Forgive Sounds Good

I've been hitting the music vid lists and I've gone to check out "I'm Not Ready To Make Nice" byt the Dixie Chicks. And I like it. I really like it. It's honest; the anger there is real. Not that the emotion in many other music videos aren't, and other songs, but there are so many of the like out there where people use the visual image to promote less than Godly messages. I admire Natalie. She's got guts...for speaking up, even when she would get death threats in reply to her declaration of her beliefs. I like it.

On that note, time to voice a few pet peeves of mine.

"Oh, that's just so gay."

From Wiktionary:

1. happy, joyful, and lively
2. festive, bright, or colourful
3. homosexual
4. ...etc...

I have classmates using that term e'er so blithely and it bugs me. Use it properly. "That's so stupid." Go ahead, sure, fine. But "gay" has a specific meaning and can't you use it for that?
"They did, like, no work at all, just sat around and talked. Like, that's just so gay." ~dryly~ What's so gay? The fact that they aren't working?
Give me a break.
Okay. I'm done ranting for the while...
"I made my bed, and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I don't mind saying
It's a sad sad story
That a mother will teach her daughter
That she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world
Can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they'd write me a letter
Saying that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over."
"Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I'm not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I'm still waiting."
~ "Not Ready To Make Nice" by Dixie Chicks

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

The Holly And The Ivy

Having encountered the ivy more than the holly, but the holly by far a more painful encounter...

All the grade tens went to do "community service" today, meaning no classes. Woot! Our group went to a park to clear out ivy from the trees, to "keep them alive for another year," quote unquote. So we yanked...and hacked...and chopped...and had a grand time. Really. No sarcasm here. It was cool, doing something productive and with a tangible result, seeing the trees cleared. It was pretty cool. Dirt underneath my fingernails and leaves in my hair, but hey, live a little, man!

Mr. Opp decided to dump water on me...THANKS, Kaeli! But then she redeemed herself by dumping water on Mr. Opp, then took Madison hostage. (Maddy is a dog. With a pink leash.)

Ooh yeah. I was clearing out the ivy on the ground and that DUMB HOLLY kept pricking me in the back! Jeez! I was helping it! So much for gratitude. Did I spell that right?

Big snips are fun. Lindsay is strong. Kaeli doesn't like spiders. Gabe likes teasing her about that. Hailey wonders what she can put in gum to use to kill another person. (Might I suggest cyanide?) Mr. Opp wears sandals. SANDALS, when we've all been told to wear NO open-toed shoes. Tsk tsk tsk.

That One Stings A Little...

Wow, I'm all for using song snippets for my titles nowadays, wot? But my favourite songs change, and it has now changed to "Say Anything" by Marianas Trench. There is a nicely edited version for the radio, of which I am glad.

I am ever so random.

I am not a social butterfly. (Read above.)

I am a night owl. Hence my posting at 12:12 a.m., hence my retiring because I need my beauty sleep. Ha ha ha.

Yes, Linds, Kaewi, Gabe, Hailey, I.AM.INSANE.

Bonne nuit.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

When You Fall Everyone Sins...

From "Move Along" by the All-American Rejects. Reminds me of Adam and Eve..."In Adam's fall, we sinned all." Very true, eh? Yeh...I like this song.

My nails now all sport a light coat of purple-blue polish, which in itself as a colour is quite nice, but not so much on nails.

I am not a girly-girl and painting nails is a pretty darn big occurrence. Did I spell that right? Occurence. That looks better. I think there's only one R.

I think that the reason I made my blog pink and all is because there is this little subconscious part of me that demands I should balance out my feminine side in using a colour that I do not favour. Oh dear goodness, this is confusing. It confuses even me.

Surprisingly, I like the song "Lips of an Angel". It just sounds nice. The message behind it isn't all that moral.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Purple Nail Polish

My jaw is numb. Which is expected, because I think Novocaine is supposed to do that when it's doing it's job, but now my lip is numb, my tongue isn't, my teeth are "thawing", and the numbness has spread up the side of my jaw, numbed the inside of my ear, and has travelled all the way up to my head so now there is a little numb spot on my head.

Did my dentist angle the needle wrong?!?

I'm hungry.

Oh yeah. I chose a little bottle of pretty purple polish (Woot! Alliteration!) even though I never use nail polish. Ever.

Grilled Cheese Sandwiches, my dear dear story, is suffering. (Why aren't underlines allowed here?) I wrote myself into a rut, and since I hate backtracking, I suppose I will just have to write myself OUT of said rut or stay there. Forever. Which would be a shame, because then John's story will never unfold.

Ooh yeah. Ya know, the story at whatsitcalled fictionpress.com/~chiclets? Yeah. ^_^

Friday, September 15, 2006

I'm Not A Schizo...Really

My WONDERFUL friends want me to update this blog...which makes sense; I don't argue with them about that, but I have nothing to blog...

Okay, not true. I'm just lazy and there's nothing momentous...which I should probably blog anyways.

A day or so ago, I drank a mouthful of soy milk and Ryan made me laugh...and I choked so hard...it was so funny it wasn't even funny.

Shut up. I am not: insane, bipolar, masochistic, or schizophrenic. I'm also not a liar.

Shut up. *whines*

My friend hates Barbie.

My friend's going to kill me if I say something that she doesn't want me to say that I want to say but I won't because I want to live or at least live with all limbs intact and not having been eaten...

I am laughing so hard it's a wonder I can type...

This is weird...

"We are so weird," quote unquote Lindsay.

Wonder why.

"Lindsay is incredibly intelligent, and fully realises the insanity of our little group. That's why we're weird," quote unquote Lindsay.

She is snickering.

She says it makes her sound like a completely arrogant person. And even though "I'm slightly arrogant, I'm not completely arrogant," quote unquote Lindsay.

I wil post now before she sees this and erases it.

"Harman says he rocks because he's brown," quote unquote. Said here in the school library with all its glorious computers. Ha ha ha. I should send this to him. Maybe he'll be famous now. Lol.

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Back To School

Well, here we are. Another year. I find it really quite hard to believe that I am now in grade ten...that I am not the youngest anymore...

I am updating on the behest of my dear friend, Kaeli...and this will be all for the night, as I am to retire immediately.

Happy birthdays to Hailey and Nicole and all other friends of mine with birthdays in this time. Janelle's is coming up.