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xansIt is 7:21 a.m. I don’t know why I’m up. Oh, yeah… no ride. *stops* My spacebar key is faulty. I used to use this computer in computer animation last year! Allow me to switch computers before I continue.
*blinks* There is no sign of Rhianna or Matt. Rhi said I should come to 125 in the mornings when I don’t get a ride. She and Matt aren’t here. This makes me sad. How am I to hang out with them in the computer lab when they don’t show up? I hope they’re not invisible.
There is an assembly for freshman, juniors and seniors. Poor sophomores still have to test. If I can get away with it, I will not go to this assembly. I don’t want to listen to some motivational speaker. I’ve had enough. No more!
Here’s Rhianna! Woo.
I have worn high heeled sandals three days in a row now. Surprisingly, my feet aren’t killing me. If my legs hurt, it’s because I ran a mile yesterday and I didn’t stretch before or after. That was stupid of me, but I preferred to hang out with Jerrod. Obsessed? Me? Never.
I have two hours in this room. Two hours to much around. Two hours to wish I had MSN to see if I could get one last glimpse of Celien.
Here’s Matt! Woo.
Matt has just handed me the Psionics handbook. Be afraid. Be very afraid. *laughs evilly* Can you imagine a kinder? Can you imagine a kinder assassin? Can you imagine a psionic kinder assassin? *grins* I love it; I’m either a dragon, wench, succubus, or kinder… at least, I’d want to play any one of those. “A soulknife recognizes his own mind as the most beautiful—and the most deadly—thing in all creation.” Scared yet? “Thus, for many soulknives, adventuring presents an opportunity to do what they love most: Wield the idealized blade of their innermost desires.”
Oh yeah, so, Rhianna’s computer also has a faulty spacebar. It’s not the one I was at before. Maybe that was the one I had last year. Still, she has to fuss with it. And she didn’t move, because Matt arrived.
Haskins heard me laughing and said we’re not allowed to be having fun. It gives school a bad name. So I told him we were laughing in the face of adversity. Then Rhianna ran over her bag. Like I said; laughing in the face of adversity—just not my own!
Oh my, last night I dreamed I was walking down the halls at school, and started singing some random tune that was running through my head. You know, not the kind with actual lyrics, just a kind of… melody. And I remember thinking, “Wait, I didn’t mean to do that out loud.” But it was so real, for a while I was scared I’d actually done it. Thankfully not.
Eee! Rhianna just hit me again. For no reason. Trouble is, she hits my arm, and nearly went too far. If you catch my drift. I hope that’s all you catch.
Wow I don’t like Hotmail sometimes. I wish they’d change their layout again. This one is ugly. Always thought it was. I’m just waiting, hoping the next one will be better. I know it’s bad if I begin wishing for the layout they have now as opposed to whatever new one they finally give us.
I think I’m hungry. This isn’t good. I had breakfast. It was a bowl of cornflakes. And a glass of apple juice. Although I nearly didn’t finish the apple juice. But I did. And then I kept having to remind mum to start the dishwasher going before we left.
*smacks at Rhianna for trying to push keys on ~my~ keyboard* Back off, onna! Write your lj entry, there’s a good girl.
I have plans to watch Equilibrium today. I have no idea what it’s about, only that Sean Bean is in it. Celien thinks I should watch Ocean’s 11 instead, and I might watch it after Equilibrium. See, as much as I love Clooney, Pitt, and Damon, I’ve never seen Equilibrium. So it’s sort of like I’m being faced with two evils (only it’s two goods), and I’m choosing the one I’ve never tried before.
Wow my arm hurts. Damn Rhianna for hitting it.
“Rest assured that each and every word you utter will make the point you intend for it. When you're asked for your opinion, don't hesitate to give it. You'll be discreet, polite and objective.” That’s my horoscope. Make of it what you will.
Oh dear, Rhi’s doing her story—OW! OW! Wench. “Bite me.”--*hits Rhianna* again, the one with me and Matt. It involves a refrigerator, apparently. See, she’s going to post it on her lj, this time, and it’s a sort of sequel of the one she posted on her dj. I’m scared.
Well, no, I’m not. Because I get to be a vampire.
Have you had enough? I’m not sure I want to go on. I do have two hours. I could create quite a stream of consciousness in that time. You might get bored. You might not read it all. You might not read it at all. That would make me sad. I like people reading my entries. I like them having something to say. I think I will end this, for your sake.
Haha, I just tried to bite Rhianna. STOP HITTING ME!
Fin.
*blinks* There is no sign of Rhianna or Matt. Rhi said I should come to 125 in the mornings when I don’t get a ride. She and Matt aren’t here. This makes me sad. How am I to hang out with them in the computer lab when they don’t show up? I hope they’re not invisible.
There is an assembly for freshman, juniors and seniors. Poor sophomores still have to test. If I can get away with it, I will not go to this assembly. I don’t want to listen to some motivational speaker. I’ve had enough. No more!
Here’s Rhianna! Woo.
I have worn high heeled sandals three days in a row now. Surprisingly, my feet aren’t killing me. If my legs hurt, it’s because I ran a mile yesterday and I didn’t stretch before or after. That was stupid of me, but I preferred to hang out with Jerrod. Obsessed? Me? Never.
I have two hours in this room. Two hours to much around. Two hours to wish I had MSN to see if I could get one last glimpse of Celien.
Here’s Matt! Woo.
Matt has just handed me the Psionics handbook. Be afraid. Be very afraid. *laughs evilly* Can you imagine a kinder? Can you imagine a kinder assassin? Can you imagine a psionic kinder assassin? *grins* I love it; I’m either a dragon, wench, succubus, or kinder… at least, I’d want to play any one of those. “A soulknife recognizes his own mind as the most beautiful—and the most deadly—thing in all creation.” Scared yet? “Thus, for many soulknives, adventuring presents an opportunity to do what they love most: Wield the idealized blade of their innermost desires.”
Oh yeah, so, Rhianna’s computer also has a faulty spacebar. It’s not the one I was at before. Maybe that was the one I had last year. Still, she has to fuss with it. And she didn’t move, because Matt arrived.
Haskins heard me laughing and said we’re not allowed to be having fun. It gives school a bad name. So I told him we were laughing in the face of adversity. Then Rhianna ran over her bag. Like I said; laughing in the face of adversity—just not my own!
Oh my, last night I dreamed I was walking down the halls at school, and started singing some random tune that was running through my head. You know, not the kind with actual lyrics, just a kind of… melody. And I remember thinking, “Wait, I didn’t mean to do that out loud.” But it was so real, for a while I was scared I’d actually done it. Thankfully not.
Eee! Rhianna just hit me again. For no reason. Trouble is, she hits my arm, and nearly went too far. If you catch my drift. I hope that’s all you catch.
Wow I don’t like Hotmail sometimes. I wish they’d change their layout again. This one is ugly. Always thought it was. I’m just waiting, hoping the next one will be better. I know it’s bad if I begin wishing for the layout they have now as opposed to whatever new one they finally give us.
I think I’m hungry. This isn’t good. I had breakfast. It was a bowl of cornflakes. And a glass of apple juice. Although I nearly didn’t finish the apple juice. But I did. And then I kept having to remind mum to start the dishwasher going before we left.
*smacks at Rhianna for trying to push keys on ~my~ keyboard* Back off, onna! Write your lj entry, there’s a good girl.
I have plans to watch Equilibrium today. I have no idea what it’s about, only that Sean Bean is in it. Celien thinks I should watch Ocean’s 11 instead, and I might watch it after Equilibrium. See, as much as I love Clooney, Pitt, and Damon, I’ve never seen Equilibrium. So it’s sort of like I’m being faced with two evils (only it’s two goods), and I’m choosing the one I’ve never tried before.
Wow my arm hurts. Damn Rhianna for hitting it.
“Rest assured that each and every word you utter will make the point you intend for it. When you're asked for your opinion, don't hesitate to give it. You'll be discreet, polite and objective.” That’s my horoscope. Make of it what you will.
Oh dear, Rhi’s doing her story—OW! OW! Wench. “Bite me.”--*hits Rhianna* again, the one with me and Matt. It involves a refrigerator, apparently. See, she’s going to post it on her lj, this time, and it’s a sort of sequel of the one she posted on her dj. I’m scared.
Well, no, I’m not. Because I get to be a vampire.
Have you had enough? I’m not sure I want to go on. I do have two hours. I could create quite a stream of consciousness in that time. You might get bored. You might not read it all. You might not read it at all. That would make me sad. I like people reading my entries. I like them having something to say. I think I will end this, for your sake.
Haha, I just tried to bite Rhianna. STOP HITTING ME!
Fin.
