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um, yeah. 2002-08-28 (11:24 a.m.)

I want to clarify something regarding the previous entry.

Were I ever to get married, it probably wouldn't be in any form a religious ceremony. Because I don't agree with lots of things with religion. I really do not want to get into it right now, but thus far, I don't like the priniciples and doctrins in the religions I've been exposed to. So basically, I just don't want to stir up any religion-based arguments with anyone.

There are more pleasant things to discuss.

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Falling from heaven isn't as bad as surviving the impact. 2002-08-27 (5:21 p.m.)

My cousin Vero got married on Saturday.

Apart from the fact that I don't agree with Jehovah's Witnesses, doctrins and principles, it was a fabulous wedding. Christian, Vero boyfriend - husband i guess I should say - seems even more easy and friendly that she is. They're really cute together. I'll try to get pictures.

I got to serve cake. And during the ceremony, I caught a wink I probably shouldn't have, but it was really cute.

I've been to a total of 3 weddings in my life. My cousin Melanie, when I was 8, my cousin Chris, when I was 12 (13?) and Vero's. Her's is the only one that really hit me. Which is understandable. I was too young to grasp at most of what was happening at the other two.

I'm kinda jealous of her in a funny way. Yes, because she's starting a family and she's got someone to cuddle and hug whenever she wants to, someone to take care of her and someone to take care of, ... basically, cause she's got someone.

But most of all, I'm jealous because she's got a family who understands. Who supports her and her decisions. I know that if I was ever to get married, both my sisters would think I was crazy, would laugh at me, and would just... yeah. Mum wouldn't be there for all the girly stuffs, nor, obviously, would my sisters. And dad doesn't do girly stuffs. Nor am Isure how he would react to that. Jason would most likely be happy. My grand-parents would be ecctatic.. as would my aunts and cousins. But I wouldn't have the support from those who truly matter. That's what bothers me most.

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On a slightly different note, I still love my new place, new classes and what not, and my friends are fabulous.

And then there's B*.

*sigh*

We (Ali, Guy, Phil and I) ran into him yesterday at the mall and then he came back here and stayed till about 9:30. I made him discover new music, and we talked a whole bunch, and he told me I had a nice singing voice even though everyone knows its not true.

The boy rocks.

And, and, and... gah.

I need a hug.

It's weird that with everything going so well in my life, I still feel like crying all the time, and despite having awesome roommates, I still feel lonely.

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...and my brain cells... 2002-08-23 (3:32 p.m.)

Dasha's staying on at Danya's with Tristan until December, after which Tristan probably will stay there.

Rock. On.

Very. Happy.

And I'm going out for supper with Ali, maybe Guy, too..

Everything is good. I'm tired, I'm dropping Tourisme, since it's mainly everything I did over the summer, so mostly useless.

I still need a new computer.

I love living here. Video games. Squatters. 4 minutes from the cegep.

It's fabulous.

And don't flare you nostrils at me.

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p'tits suisses 2002-08-21 (2:22 p.m.)

There are squirels and chipmunks aplenty aruond here. The mornings that I'm the only one who has class at 8 and that I walk to school alone, they're the first people I talk to. Tis very cool...

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*yawnnnnn* 2002-08-21 (10:14 a.m.)

Magnolia Symbolism: Raining Frogs


what movie symbolism are you? find out!

yeah... I haven't seen the movie...

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Fun roommates are fun.

*blink*

Yes.

Played video games till two am.. my cat gets up at 5 and starts pouncing at that time. Nitsa has very little sleep.

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*jumps upbeat to MBLABOA* 2002-08-19 (9:54 p.m.)

I'm a happy person.

And I'm downloading DVN stuffs with my roommates computer, cause mine sucks, and I can't network it with the others.

I need a new one. yes indeed I do.

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kitten name 2002-08-18 (5:46 p.m.)

I found a name for the kitten. Or Guy did. Anyway. We're trying out Ryou. Yes, like Ryu, from Street Fighters, but with an o, cause I don't like lonesome u's. We'll see if it suits him.. her?

I'm still liking the idea of Cat.5 though...

Any other suggestions? Gray kitty with streaks of white and white paws... Extremely playful, and likes to cuddle.

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*bounce* 2002-08-17 (12:35 p.m.)

I'm sitting at Guy's computer, in my new place, taking a break from hanging up my clothes, sorting stuff and putting stuff in different piles where my furniture will be, cause that arrives tomorow morning. The kitten is here with me, I packed my stuff out of Danya's this morning, brought some over here (the clothes that was left, basically) and now I'm just sorta starting to make myself at home... I think most of it will be done tomorow, since that's when my bed, my desk and my night-table/undergarments-pjs cupboard is arriving.

I still have to buy a cat-litter box (right now a cardboard box with a garbage bag in it works, but I want one with a top...) .. and then yeah. Life is good. But I'm hungry, so I'm gonna go see what I can do with what's in the fridge.

I am a happy camper. I really like my new place. And not living with my family will be absolutely fabulous. Guy is gonna be lots of fun to live with, and Emy we'll work on :D

And I get cable modem. Aw jeah.

*boogie*

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dad's logic 2002-08-16 (8:49 p.m.)

When you find an old windshield washer fluid gallon on its side, with god-knows-what dripping out of it very slowly and that is has a small puddle beneath it do you:

a)leave it as it is
b)kick it
c)put it upright, or
d)drink it

Maybe I'm weird, but c) seemed the best solution. On the other hand, maybe I should have drank it. At least I'd be nicely sick right now and most likely vommitting, just like I feel like.

Turns out its old motor oil. And there was a hole in the gallon. So when I put it upright, about half an hour later, it was half empty. So when Dad and I went to the garage to get the bed that's going in my bedroom here so I can bring my other bed to Qc, he noticed it and yelled at me for a good 15 minutes. Seems to me you don't just leave a gallon half full of oil on it's side because it has a hole in the bottom just where everyone can see it. It's obvious that someone will put it right side up. And of course it has to be me.

Oh well.

I have to unplug my computer now. I'm moving tomorow

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... 2002-08-16 (9:15 a.m.)

Just taking of tha last entry from the front page... not sure why..

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