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Apr. 6th, 2006

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3. Music
4. Drugs
5. Love
6. Livejournal

No matter how rude, sexual, or confidential.
Then post this in your journal and see what questions you get asked.





This should be interesting. But I'm not promising answers.

Apr. 6th, 2006

I straightened my hair this morning. It's straight now. It's always straight-ish, but it always has waves, and now it doesn't and I am revelling.

It's Ay-sian.

(Yes, Maia, I'm stealing your hair.)

This week really sucked.

We're doing bigotry and racism and sexism and all that jazz in Guidance, and it's really beginning to piss me off. I mean, I've been discriminated against. My friends have. And I don't especially want to relive those experiences. And our teacher's going on and on about how this is part of our heritage and we should recognise it so we have things to tell our children and they'll know about their heritage, and I'm just thinking, well, yes, I'm Jewish, but the Holocaust isn't part of my heritage. And I don't really want to dwell on being called a stupid Jew in third grade. And I don't want my children to dwell on that either. I'm not saying we should completely ignore the bad parts of our history -- on the contrary, we should be aware of it. But sometimes you just have to know when something's past.

And now I want to punch out that motherfucking kid again.

I'm eating too many oranges. I've eaten at least four a day for the past five days... They're very surprising. I always think there's going to be less juice in each slice than there is.

I am so tired, I'm not making any sense at all.

This song is my anthem.
Evolution is honestly the most amazing thing I have ever heard of or seen. It makes me optimistic; the fact that, over mere thousands of years, we can change our physical form out of necessity is just astounding. Life may be heading downward, and you may be surrounded by people whom you can't trust, but still, at the bottom of it all, we're all human and we will all find someone to love. We probably already have, if we take a minute to look. There are just so many minutes and so many possibilities and so many people that how can you even think about wasting even a second? If nature can evolve us from single cells into humans as we are, if the natural way of things can change our bodies for the better, then surely we can change our minds.

And if we can change our minds, then we can do anything. Anything.
UPDATE.

Oh my God. So many things have happened. You know, I just noticed that I really don't go on the computer so much anymore. Funny. I'm either reading or watching a movie and knitting/crocheting.

Oh, but I've also gotten really into photography -- I'm gonna post some cool ones soon.

And I painted my room. Pictures of that.

And lotsa new friends. Pictures of them.

And I got two Tori Amos piano music books (Maia, be jealous) -- Scarlet's Walk and Under the Pink, which I've heard are the best, transcription-wise.

I don't expect anyone to comment on this. It's boring.

And I've been a shithead and completely ignored my friends page for, I dunno, a month?

Yeah, it's gonna stop.

Oh, and I still need to type up my New Year's Resolutions. In March.


PS -- A five-year-old I was babysitting last weekend asked me not to swing him so high because "it hurts my penis". It was all I could do to keep it together. I love kids.
Oscars this Sunday... I'm excited. Brokeback really should win big... I'm gonna have to see movies like mad this weekend so I know what's happening. :P Gonna see Capote tomorrow with dad, they're nominated a lot, so I'll be at least a little informed...

Feb. 17th, 2006

Handwriting Analysis

What does your handwriting say about YOU?



The results of your analysis say:

You fill every waking moment with activity.
You are a shy, idealistic person who does not find it easy to have relationships, especially intimate ones.
You are negative, fearful, resistant, doubtful, and/or selfish.
You are not very reserved, impatient, self-confident and fond of action.
You enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others.




That's shockingly true. Normally personality tests just stick to one basic stereotype -- either you're outgoing or you're not. But here they say that I'm active and impatient, and shy and idealistic, and that I find it hard to have relationships, all of which are extremely true.

Wow.
So. I didn't do it.

I really am a shithead.

However, I hearby swear that, after midterms, I will start reading my friends page again. (And now that I've said that, I'll probably be on LJ the whole time I should be studying, but hey. :P)

I left my French notebook in school.

No, I didn't, I brought it home. But I'm not typing it up. My pinky hurts.

No, it doesn't. I'm just lazy.

I'm a looooooser.

And I have a new journal layout. >>

You know? I really miss LJ. I miss you guys. Yesterday was, like, the first time I'd been on in a week and a half, and I was really sad. :(

But now I'm happy because starting next wekk, I won't miss you anymore!

PS: Remus icon. Oh yes.
I'm such a shithead.

I think that I have some weird idea that until I type up my resolutions and post them here, I don't have to follow them.

Seeing as one of my resolutions is to update more often, this isn't working out very well.

So. Tonight. Type. Up. Resolutions.

I will do it.

My fingers are so cold from eating outside that they're numb, even though I'm inside now. It feels funny, typing with numb fingers.

Now they're tingling. It hurts. I'm stopping.

Remind me. Resolutions tonight.

Moodswings.

Don't you love it when you see something that completely describes exactly how you're feeling?

BirdComix: XD
BirdComix: :P
BirdComix: :-(


Above: How I feel right now.

aka, incredibly mood swingy. :( YAR.

I really need to type up my resolutions. They're still in my French notebook. >>

RESOLUTION #1: Type up resolutions.

*lame*

I'm going to bed now. Yes, at nine o clock, I don't care I'm fucking GOING TO BED. Beat that bitch.

PS: New journal layout. AT LAST.
Holy shit, it's 2006.

I'm scared. And incredibly happy.

2005 IS GONE, NEVER TO RETURN! ALL REJOICE!

XD

And Happy New Year. :)

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