7:58 p.m.

Aaaaaahhhh! Stupid history exam tomorrow...it's gonna suck bat bogeys, but whatever. Actually, Part A on Thursday wasn't too bad, I just feel like I'm gonna suck up part B.

Just go my hair cut...a little too short, fucking Italian dude made it all poofy so I looked like a freaking Beatle for a while. Might consider posting a picture à la Gareth sometime soon...but maybe not. Too much exposure.

Saw Harry Potter 3...I heard crap stuff about it, but it wasn't that bad. It didn't do the book justice, but then, I don't think any of them will. Every time I watch one of those movies, I want to go England. "Bloody hell, Harry!" Hahahahahaa...which reminds of me of the time Mr. M. (the English English teacher) said 'telly' in class and everybody cracked up...yeah, we're quite the mature lot at P.E.T.H.S.

Yours...

5:14 p.m.

I just found out what NAMBLA was and took a peruse of their web site.

Needless to say, I am scarred for life.

Ew. Just, ew, you know? If you want to be gay, then fine, I'm cool with that, that's a choice. But creating organizations to lobby for the right for grown men to have sex with twelve-year old boys, that's sick and wrong and going too far.

There's a word for that people: it's pedophilia and it knows no sexual orientation.

This entry has been really disturbing, but for the curious (and I doubt there are many of you), I suggest you Google it and make up your own minds.

Yours...

5:46 p.m.

I am a loser.

It seems as though everybody in my school has coupled, even the least likely of them. What the hell happened? Why the sudden urge to attract and cling? Where are all the chummy, goofy, single people I know that still swooned over Orlando Bloom not two months ago?

More importantly: Why isn't this happening to me?

My total lack of social life has made me wish that I at least had a reason for not going out, living life, making stories that will be shared with my fellow pensioners when I'm old and gray. See, it wouldn't seem so completely loser-ish if I were, say, trapped inside because my legs were broken or if I were suffering from a terminal illness or...ANYTHING. It's like every teenager I know sees their friends outside of school on a regular basis, whereas whenever I see my friends, it's either a:

1) Fluke.
2) School-project-related occasion
3) Well-planned-weeks-in-advance outing, scheduled so as to not conflict with other (more important) activities.

Sometimes I wish I could re-do high school. I wish I were still fourteen ready to grow and just have fun. Instead, I'm a seventeen-year old nothing who has been stunted and shunted into the confined life of an eight-year old. I doubt any of the people I know spend as much time with their parents as me.

Oh well. At least I can get loads of work done. Lucky me. :(

Yours...

6:09 p.m.

Well, now I know why:

Paranoid 90%

Schizoid 82%

Schizotypal 62%

Antisocial 42%

Borderline 90%

Histrionic 70%

Narcissistic 18%

Avoidant 70%

Dependent 82%

Obsessive-Compulsive 54%

Go here to find how how psycho YOU are

Yours...

What I did today in no particular order: Woke up, ate breakfast (sandwich), went to school (waste of time), spent lunch hour playing truth or dare (remember that?), talked to D. about movies, came home, ate dinner (Vietnamese stuff), writing in blog, took Personality Disorder test, felt depressed

What I will eventually do: run, study for History exam, watch Alias, sleep

4:54 p.m.

Bored and sick, what a delightful combination. Actually, I don't mind being sick all that much 'cause everytime I get a cold with a sore throat, my voice goes all deep and sexy like the female equivalent of Kelsey Grammer (y'know, the guy from Fraser?) Anyhoo, I don't really have a reason to go to school for a whole day for the rest of this week but bastard parents are making me, so my plan is to infect the whole school.

Should be super fun. :)

So what is up in the kufuffling world of me? I'm making out my supplementary material for York (stupid, STUPID thing...if I'm going to do all this work just to APPLY, I'd better get into the fucking school is what I'm saying).

So, one of the supp. material requirements for their Film Production/Screenwriting program is: Choose a sequence from any film made prior to 1999 (note italics) and explain succinctly why it is an example of fine filmmaking.

I could go on and on about excellent movies, but I couldn't choose a film. The Godfather was my first choice (you know, the opening sequence or Don Vito's death or the restaurant scene) but I figured that'd be too obvious. THEN I was going to write about the Moobie scene in Dogma (which was released in 1999...son of a bitch!). THEN I figured a romantic scene from Some Like it Hot but now I'm sticking to the opening sequence of Touch of Evil.

And that's how much of a movie nerd I am. But whatever.

Btw, if you haven't seen Touch of Evil see it now! Excellent film noir if you just ignore the fact that Charlton Heston is playing a Mexican (stupid Hollywooders). Orson Welles is a brilliant, brilliant actor (though I think this is much better displayed in Citizen Kane, but that movie can be a little dry if you're not all Roger Ebert).

Yours...

7:37 p.m.

I'm not closed-minded. Everyone else is JUST WRONG!

Grrr...

Yours...

2: 48 p.m.

FRIEND: I'm so fucking sad.

ME: That sucks.

FRIEND: I don't know if I should cry or laugh at myself for being such a 'tard.

ME: You should laugh. It burns more calories.

*Silence*

FRIEND: Thanks Lena.

LESSON ~> Go to someone else for advice.

Yours...

6:05 p.m.

We Didn't Start the Fire - Billy Joel

’49 harry truman, doris day, red china, johnnie ray
South pacific, walter winchell, joe dimaggio

’50 joe mccarthy, richard nixon, studebaker, television
North korea, south korea, marilyn monroe

'51 rosenbergs, h-bomb, sugar ray, panmunjom
Brando, the king and I and the catcher in the rye

’52 eisenhower, vaccine, england’s got a new queen
Marciano, liberace, santayana goodbye

Chorus
We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it

’53 joseph stalin, malenkov, nasser and prokofiev
Rockefeller, campanella, communist bloc

’54 roy cohn, juan peron, toscanini, dacron
Dien bien phu falls, rock around the clock

’55 einstein, james dean, brooklyn’s got a winning team
Davy crockett, peter pan, elvis presley, disneyland

’56 bardot, budapest, alabama, krushchev
Princess grace, peyton place, trouble in the suez

Chorus

’57 little rock, pasternak, mickey mantle, kerouac
Sputnik, chou en-lai, bridge on the river kwai

’58 lebanon, charles de gaulle, california baseball
Starkweather, homicide, children of thalidomide

’59 buddy holly, ben hur, space monkey, mafia
Hula hoops, castro, edsel is a no-go

’60 u-2, syngman rhee, payola and kennedy
Chubby checker, psycho, belgians in the congo

Chorus

’61 hemingway, eichmann, stranger in a strange land
Dylan, berlin, bay of pigs invasion

’62 lawrence of arabia, british beatlemania
Ole miss, john glenn, liston beats patterson

’63 pope paul, malcolm x, british politician sex
Jfk, blown away, what else do I have to say

Chorus

’64 - ’89 birth control, ho chi minh, richard nixon back again
Moonshot, woodstock, watergate, punk rock
Begin, reagan, palestine, terror on the airline
Ayatollah’s in iran, russians in afghanistan

Wheel of fortune, sally ride, heavy metal, suicide
Foreign debts, homeless vets, aids, crack, bernie goetz
Hypodermics on the shores, china’s under martial law
Rock and roller cola wars, I can’t take it anymore

Chorus

We didn’t start the fire
But when we are gone
Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on...

I don't care what anybody says...this song is gravy, baaaaaby

The Psychedelic! Bunnies now have nicknames for each of its members:

Dumb Blonde (vocals, bass)
Psycho Bitch (guitar)
Puppy in Needles (drums -that's me)

We decided that since we're too lazy to write our own songs, we'll be a cover band. Our first project: an acoustic ballad-like version of 'Pain' by Jimmy Eat World and a heavy-metal version of the Juicy Fruit theme (how we're going to do this when we don't have the required instruments and/or musical talents will be discussed later).

Supa-dupa, isn't it?

Interesting fact I learned in Writer's Craft yesterday: in Taiwan, the slang word for 'cool' is synonymous with the word for 'penis'. HURRAH FOR ASIAN SLANG!

Hope everybody has a super penis weekend! (Puppy laughs herself silly)

Yours...

5:14 p.m.

Ugh...I found out what emo was today and I also found out I didn't like it.

I'm so screwed for History...I thought my seminar was on Thursday when really it's tomorrow and I don't have my précis done...shit shit magruder!

I really can't wait for this whole semester to be done! I'm not looking forward to French or Philosophy (art should be easy, breezy, beautiful) but AAAAAAAAAAAhh! I DESPISE HISTORY! I don't care about Writer's Craft or English but HISTORY SUCKS TOTAL MONKEY BALLS!

Ok, promise, next post will be happy.

Yours...

7:05 p.m.

Everytime I do my homework, I have the urge to go on a psychotic rampage and kill everyone I see.

DIE! DIE! DIE!

Ugh.

I wonder if I'm ever going to have a 'happy' entry. I'm thinking...probably not any time in the near future.

Two EXCELLENT movies: 'Les Invasions Barbares' and 'Good Bye Lenin!'

Lovely, lovely work...makes me very glad of the fact that I've decided to go into filmmaking.

Yours...

8:31 p.m.

Because of general malaise (I'm such a drama queen, ain't I?):

Good times for a change
Seeing the look I've had can make a good man turn bad
So please, please, please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want this time.

Haven't had a dream in a long time
Seeing the life I've had can make a good man bad
So for once in my life
Let me get me what I want
Lord knows it would be the first time.

Lord knows it would be the first time...

...

Because I was told to:

A) Recommend a

1. Movie
2. Book
3. Artist and/or Song and/or Album

B) Ask me any three questions.

C) Copy & paste (or, as I have done, retype in your own words) steps A through C, inclusive.

Yours...

9:38 p.m

Wait...

how long would you wait just for me to call? I know you make mistakes but, yeah, I hope someday you have it all.

Yours...

(Wish me luck on my piano exam)

8:44 p.m

My problem is that I'm a lazy-ass slacker and I don't see anything wrong with that. All my friends, they've got shitloads of stuff to do and they do all of it, whereas I've got a million hours of spare time and I do jack squat. Well, 'million hours' might be a bit of an overstatement, but I have comparatively less commitments to make than all those psychotic assholes at school.

Anyway, I have a piano exam on Friday. Just to show how completely un-FOB-like I am, I should let everyone that I suck --- SUCK --- at the piano. Like playing it, hate practicin'...again, my lazy-ass slacker tendencies kicking in.

OK, I'm just going to say something: I ABSOLUTELY DESPISE THIS GIRL IN MY ENGLISH CLASS. I'm not going to name her 'cause that's mean, so I'll call her Stupid-As-Fuck-Crunchy-Head (of SAFCH of short). I tried to be tolerant, I tried to be nice, but then I couldn't help going FUCK THIS, this girl is dumb and I don't want to touch her with a ten foot pole, let alone work with her on a project. Let me describe her in all her heinous qualities because, dammit, I want to:

1) ANNOYING! Always "I don't know what to do", "I don't understand", "Did you send me the email?", "*incomprehensible shit I didn't catch because of her snortle laughter*"...she's got this Chinese accent, which usually doesn't bother me because I'm constantly surrounded by people I love who don't speak the best English, but it's a combination of her deep, nasally voice AND the accent...AAAAAH!

2) DUMB! Sooooo stupid. Not, like, book dumb, like she's not good in school. She gets decent marks. Like selectively stupid in a way that increases Point 1).

3) UGLY! Not a real reason, but I'm putting it here just to spite her! But, YES, her hair looks like black steel wool.

Can you feel the rage? Suffice it to say, today sucked mondo wang.

DIE SAFCH!

Yours...

8: 50 p.m

I've decided not to do my homework for tomorrow and I plan on blaming it on a vague, nonexistent computer problem.

Kudos to me!

Shit, I'm such a slacker. I fucking hate work, I don't know how people can be so driven to do shit they don't care about. I mean, I'll do whatever to get the good grade (I think my average is somewhere in the mid to high eighties) but WORK? To get a NINETY average? Are you shitting me? Fuck no.


Anyway, what did I do this weekend. Oh, it was exciting. Guess? Ok...

NOTHING

I slept thirteen hours the last two nights, I sat around breathing and stuffing my face (I'm going to gain all the weight I lost in Vietnam eventually, but who the hell cares? Well, I do, but that's hardly the point). I didn't talk/MSN to anyone at school. You know what? I'm incredibly happy being by myself. My new strategy is to trascend everything at school. Basically, it's a way of not giving a shit about what's going on in the lives of the people I know because, frankly, it's a waste of my time.

ARROGANCE! IT'S THE NEW BLACK!

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS BI-ATCHES!...

Hahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...........I'm a fucking loony, eh, mates?

(Oy! Get yo fingaz out o' mah soup!)

Yours...

12:06 p.m

Oh. My. Oprah.

Oprah has this God complex that I find annoying. "Look at me, I'm Oprah! I make a zillion dollars a year! I'm going to meddle and solve everybody's problems one person at a time! My shit smells like peach ice cream! I'm perfect! Everybody prostrate yourself in front of me because I am the Almighty Oprah!"

...

I don't know what spurred this Oprah bashing. I was just reading Gareth's blog and it made me think about how shit school has been and I got into a really bad mood and now I must channel all my negative energy into insulting a person I've never met and whose show I've never really watched...or else sit down and get my lazy ass to work.

thanks a bunch Gareth *shake fist*

...then again, what's the point of being in a bad mood if you can't spread it around?

Yours...

Just a funny comment from 'The Passion of the Chris'

Womens right to vote. Why it destroys countries.
Vivisection. Making beautiful bunnies.
Euthanasia. Because Grandad smells.

So wrong...but oh, how I laughed. Good job Wardy!

10:01 p.m.

Baby, it's cold outside...

my list of random words for today:

ducks, cats, house, I, boat, jump, M, love, junk, primeval, regulatory, Sam, HOLY, holly, gorgon, Lin, Hermione, Poole, but, and, or, if, I, said, that, already, don't, mouse, mice, highlighter, want, hate, paperclip, Pulp, to, pooh, wombat, junior.

Boreded.

Yours....

6:58 p.m

My one and only New Year's Resolution:

Take everything one day at a time.

So I'm back. Vietnam didn't turn out to be so bad...it took some getting used to, but otherwise, quite an experience. If it weren't for the fucking plane ride, I'd probably go back.

So, I'm back in school. Jet-lagging like crazy, but glad to be back home in my bed with the shitty cold weather. S got a girlfriend over the break, but I'm not really sad at all. It seems like those three weeks away from him kinda tarnished his appeal. Right now, I just want to be alone and stress-free...which ain't gonna happen anytime soon, but shit happens so roll with it.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA...I sound so zen. maybe it's because i'm dead.

hope everybody had a good tsunami-free christmas (and for everybody that didn't...my heart bleeds for you, no irony whatsoever)

Signed...