mmhmm 2003-03-26 (8:05 p.m.)

I was talking to Phil just now, and he was talking about Nam, and how he's nice and that (apart from playing vampyr) he likes a lot of the same stuff Phil does.

And it's true. And he gets along with everyone. He's my first boyfriend who doesn't stand there and wish he was somewhere else. He blends in well with people, and isn't shy, and doesn't exclude himself from groups. He even gets along with the part of my family he's met, so far.

It's a very welcome change indeed.

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On a slightly different note, I had about six of what they call "double-lollies"... like, two colours, powdery stuff, hard lollypops. Kinda like Sweet Tarts on a stick. Good stuff. But irritating. I won't be able to taste for a couple of days.

I am the Dandy Most of us feel trapped within the limited roles that the world expects us to play. We are instantly attracted to those who are more fluid that we are - those who create their own persona. Dandies excite us because they cannot be categorized, and hint at a freedom we want for ourselves. They play with masculinity and femininity; they fashion their own physical image, which is always startling. Use the power of the Dandy to create an ambiguous, alluring presence that stirs repressed desires. Symbol: The Orchid. Its shape and colour oddly suggest both sexes, its odour is sweet and decadent - it is a tropical flower of evil. Delicate and highly cultivated, it is prized for its rarity; it is unlike any other flower.

What Type of Seducer are You?
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I've got my keys.

I've got my wallet.

I devellopped photos with Nam.

I just had poutine.

I got the second hug in two days from Phil, who's feeling a whole lot better.

I don't have phys ed this afternoon.

I've got Swing class.

...

The only thing that is possibly not going very well is that umm.. I haven't yet practiced with Danya for next Monday's performance... *quakes*

Aahh.. Spring.

Everything's melting, there's a beautiful sun shining.

I traded my big thick sheep-skin winter coat this morning for my knitted wool jacket, which caused me not only to forget my keys (in the left pocket of my winter coat) but also my wallet (in the right pocket).

But wow. Its amazing what nice weather and an hour of singing can do to someone. Yum.

And yet I'm sure its just a fluke.

I'm sure we'll have another major snowstorm before Spring is really here.

And in the meantime, *keeps on knocking wood*...

Last night I dreamt of mosquitoes.

I woke up itchy.

I'm starting to dislike more and more my dad's girlfriend. This morning, we all took turns looking for the 8 mistakes in the Sunday funnies, and I found 7, dad found 5, and when she found 8, she looked up snootily and said, "I have all eight" in a very "so there" manner. It bothered me to no end.

I also had very little patience with my mum over the weekend. Which is so unlike me. I'm normally a very patient person.

I don't like being all weird and unlike myself.

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I had a very fruvous filled weekend though.

It started Saturday morning after breakfast at my grandparents' when mum and I went to my uncle Pierre's to pick up her new upgraded computer. Walking up the stairs to the attic (its really the second floor, but it's always been dubbed the attic) I stopped short when I glanced up and saw on of the old Wood posters.

*blink*

I didn't even know my cousin had one.

And then later, as there were talking computer stuff, I glanced at the shelves with cds, tapes and old records in it. And then I saw the bootleg section.

Probably about 60 fruvous bootlegs.

My cousin was quite the trader way back when.

And then this morning, while mum was driving me back to Quebec city, I was looking for a tape to listen to in the car, and when I opened the over-stuffed glove compartment, out fell a tape with a piece of masking tape written "Moxy Früvous - B-ville" on it, by my sister Danya's hand.

So I popped it in the tape-player and listened to that all the way to Quebec.

I find it amazing that I still, after all these years, remember all the words to every song and every harmony that I used to sing every time I sang along. That I remembered the song order. The main difference now that I'm older (dang.. I started listening to them when I was umm.. d000d! 8? 9?.. whoa.) I understand what they're trying to get through to people a whole lot better.. I'm aware. Of a bunch of things.

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Went to a show in my old highschool's auditorium last night.

It was weird.

I walked down the hill to the courtyard. The same ugly steel structure supposed to represent the tree of knowledge still stood where it used to, still as hideous as ever.

I walked in the main doors, and it still smelled the same. I could pin-point the exact 4 places my lockers had been throughout the years.

Walking into the auditorium was hardest.

Seeing the stage where I'd preformed so many times. I can't even begin to count them. Dance shows, stage band shows, award shows, plays, countless rehearsals, countless backdrops and scenery and props.

90% of the times I was in that auditorium, I was the one on stage. Not in the audience. It was a really weird feeling. All the familiarity of the room itself, but the awkwardness of not being at the right place in the room...

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And now I'm waiting for theboi to get here

At mum's.

Going to a show in about an hour.

Freezing feet, icy fingers, good music, good food. Life is good.

We spent the day cooking and making salads and things for a buffet tomorow around noonish. It's well time we incorporated Camille into the rest of the family. She's three months old now.. it's well time that everyone sees what she looks like. So. My grandparents, my aunts and uncles, and of course, Camille's parents (my mum's cousin--my cousin), his girlfriend, her two sons, are all coming over tomorow for the buffet. Should proove to be pretty fun.

Next weekend, same thing, except with the next generation. My sisters, their bois, my cousins (maybe), me, myboi...

Going back to QC tomorow late afternoonish.. probably.. I hope.

avant - après

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