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Curiouser  and Curiouser!
I give myself very good advice  but very seldom follow it.

For Every ONE Cup of Tea, it Equals to TEN Cups of Pee! [Dec. 7th, 2008   03:25 pm]
My day:
Drink, drink, drink; pee, pee, pee; nibble; pee, pee, pee; pee, pee, pee some more; drink; pee, pee, pee even more!

Hm… yeah, good times. This is needed though, I've been such a couchon!

OH! Also, I changed the look of this thang, yet again.  It still is nice and earthy, but with some snazzed-up, jazzed-up prettiness.


Horrah! Hurray! Not a Boo-Nay, but a WOO-and-YAY! [Dec. 7th, 2008   07:21 am]
A good while ago, I set up a list of mini-goals I want accomplished that build up to my one massive goal: independence.  I'm so close to getting all needed in order to be an accepted adult. Hah'.  It's sad that everything has taken as long as it has, but regardless I'm still quite proud of myself. It was weighing on my self-esteem so much, but layer by layer that's changing!

So… what sort of things have been accomplished, you ask?  Only a couple, but they're kind'a biggies for me.  One was actually being able to drive.  The other was having people that I could truly call a friend and that I could do stuff with.  The first mentioned isn't entirely complete yet, but at least it's in motion.  Now I can move on to do all the other stuff on the list!

Anyway, that's all.  I'm happy (well, at least content).


Cowardly Americans! [Sep. 25th, 2008   11:50 pm]
[ |irateirate]

"I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It's a depression. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their jobs. The dollar buys a nickel's worth; banks are going bust; shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter; punks are running wild in the street, and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there's no end to it.

We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat. And we sit watching our televisions while some newscasters tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that's the way it's supposed to be!

We all know things are bad — worse than bad — they're crazy.

It's like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don't go out any more. We sit in our house, and slowly the world we're living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, "Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my T.V. and my steel melted radios, and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone."

Well, I'm not going to leave you alone.

I want you to get mad!

I don't want you to protest. I don't want you to riot. I don't want you to write to your congressmen, because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write. I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street.

All I know is that first, you've got to get mad.

You've got to say, "I'm a human being, god-damn-it! My life has value!"

So, I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window, open it, and stick your head out and yell,

"I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!"

     — Peter Finch from the 1976 movie 'Network'

Never before have such words been more relivant as they are now. Why the hell aren't we revolting!?

Happy! [Aug. 22nd, 2008   11:56 am]
[ |touchedHeeeeee!]

My belly's all full of sushi for the second day now, and Joe-WEE made some lovely lemonade for me intended after a swim. This makes for a very happy Jennii!

Random Memory [Aug. 9th, 2008   12:55 am]
In the second grade we had to do "The Little Red Hen" play. Being the remarkable person I was/am, the teacher as always threw me with the rest of the rejects in the chorus position. Psh… whatever, I ended up making a spectacular flier for the play, and she couldn't deny featuring my almighty greatness in that area. ANYWAY, getting back on track: a week before the play we were required to practice the songs at home. I would usually do so in a hidden area where I thought no one could hear me. I was/am Captian Retard-o from Oblivio Land and without knowing, my attempts were always a failure. I didn't become very aware of this fact until one day I started singing the following song:

Mmm, mmm, mmm! Something's smelling great!
Mmm, mmm, mmm! Something freshly baked!
Mmm, mmm, mmm! Smells better than a rose!
Mmm, mmm, mmm! I will follow my nose!

Barely moments after finishing, I hear my Mother burst into an uncontrollable, roaring laughter. Once the feeling of embarrassment faded a bit, I felt a bit confused. O.K., so my singing isn't that great and the song was goofy, but seriously, is such a thing that hilarious? Then I realized my location to my hideout: the washroom.

Bats, Birthday, Hooters and Wood — OH, MY! [Jul. 17th, 2008   11:27 am]
I just got to see the premiere of the long awaited movie The Dark Knight at an IMAX cinema for free, thanks to Dominic. ^_^  It was farking amazing!

Oh! Also, it's Sarah's 22nd birthday today!  I wish I could have been there to celebrate with her.  We'll just say seeing the movie was in honor of her birthday today, eh? Haha.

Plus, new layout (kind'a)!  I switched the hooters for some wood.  It needs to be snazzed up a bit with some contrasting blue or something, but I like the dark earthy colours so far.

That's all.
The end.


(no subject) [Jun. 24th, 2008   12:23 am]
Yeah, I've covered a huge portion of the United States.

Although I've gone more places then a lot of people, I still want to travel more. I need to see more then just my own country. I'm glad I could see as much of the U.S. that I have though!

All Black and Blue [Jun. 21st, 2008   11:31 am]
Yup, I gots me some new hair yesterday! Huzzuh!

(no subject) [May. 10th, 2008   08:44 pm]
THIS is why I love my Sarahness!

(no subject) [Apr. 20th, 2008   01:18 am]
What happens to the weak and disabled in nature? They die! They go on. Whether they're born into it or tragedy strikes, nature doesn't accommodate. It has always been that way. Man — being the arrogant bastards we are — steps in and thinks he can fix it all and live forever. We are a product of this world and life. Who are we to mess with it — prolong it — even if it means living in dire pain for the rest of your days with the promise that maybe, just maybe, we can fix it make it better — someday?

Sometimes I wonder if the world is just being filled with wandering lost souls who should've passed on through the process of nature. Ever think that maybe by saving one’s life, it prolongs their passing, and we’re just messing with nature? As result, by messing with nature our world is over populated and being over used; filled with people trying to live longer while we just exhaust the world faster and faster!

I shouldn't be here and I don't want to be here but now I find myself wandering here — lost — waiting and living each day for God knows what.

I don't know, I guess I'm just in a crummy mood.

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