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[25 Nov 2004|09:16am] |
Happy Thanksgiving Guys!
The juniors should have so won that song contest. We did have a couple good lines though.
The freshmen... or should we say ninth graders
they study rocks and craters
The juniors... they wish that they were us.
They have to ride the bus.
Parking's such a plus! \m/
\m/ Yay. Avril Lavigne Moment!
I'm having just a little too much fun with html today.
I'm WIRED!
Last night I went to bed a six-thirty. This morning I woke up at six-thirty-seven. Oh yeah. 12 hours and seven minutes of sleep. Yeah I can do math.
I have to go make stuffing. Later.
Katherine
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[14 Nov 2004|06:52pm] |
:).
That is all I can say. Well, that's all I'm doing.
:).
That and poor Michelle.
Fun weekend. Not really livejournal material, not that it's bad or gruesome (mostly) but its just a bad idea. So yeah, moving along.
:).
My friends are special people.
As in, "she's a special little girl."
:).
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I'm bored.
And happy.
:).
I'm going to go now.
Katherine
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[12 Nov 2004|05:21pm] |
Yeah so uh, Today was a(n) (fill in the blank):EXCITING day.
Setting the Scene:
Michelle and I are on our way back home from school. I'm driving. We are in my car. It snowed today. I was waiting at the light in front of the old Blue Cross</color> building. I was behind a green</color> Jeep (Grand Cherokee perhaps?) and in front of a black Volkswagen (Jetta... and quite beautiful might I add.)
Preparation for the Action:
We were pulling up to the Jeep at the red light. It had just turned red</color>.
NOTE: I drive standard so I know how difficult it can be when someone pull right up on your tail, so I tried to stay equidistant from both the car behind and in front of me… a good two car lengths at least.
When we got into the car I had cleared off all the windows, but I forgot the mirror.
Rising to the Climax:
I open my window to get the snow off my mirror, and not knowing what to do with the snow I have now collected in my hand, decide to throw it at Michelle, who is sitting next to me.
Michelle thinks she’ll be cool and throw some back, so she opens her window and grabs some to throw at me.
We both roll up our windows, laughing, and turn on the radio.
NOTE: The light is red</color> this whole time.
Climax:
The next thing I see is the lady in front of us, this older chick, probably in her early fifties, getting out of her car and mouthing something to me. I’m just like, ok, what does she want? I’m not rolling, I’m not too close, my brights aren’t on and my radio isn’t too loud.
I open my window (but not right away as I missed the beginning of what she said) and hear her screaming at me, with Michelle as my witness.
“You have to be a responsible driver, and throwing snow at your passengers isn’t being a responsible driver. You fucking asshole.”
End of the story. We were so scared after that. Michelle grabbed down my parking permit so they wouldn’t tell the school I was being a bad driver or anything (regardless of the fact that Michelle was wearing her school sweater). At the next light I had us lock all of the doors in case… I don’t know what in case. And yeah. First thing we did when we got home was tell our parents so that in case she got my license number they would find out from me.
Good times. Almost got myself shot by a redneck. We never know, I’ve only been driving for three months with my license. I still have time.
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[11 Nov 2004|01:54pm] |
Yeah. Right now I'm wearing fishnets and a cowboyhat. It's cute. Lol.
I just did my college essay. Another one. Again. I love this one though. Hmm... And I did my homework so now I get to go out tonight.
Oh no the dogs are barking (again) which means someone is probably here. Last time they barked it was my old neighbor. He went to Buffalo area to live in some self-sufficient community with the rest of those born agains. One of those. Poor kid. He was really cute, and hes probably only like nineteen now. Yeah. But I went out there wearing the same thing I am now. It was good fun. He was like, "hi, i was uh... looking for someone who used to live here... I guess not anymore..." I'm like, "Yo! It's me John!" He looked like he wanted to die. When he knew me I used to be... different. It was good to see him again though.
So, like I was trying to say, I should probably go see who they are barking at. Later.
Katherine
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[28 Oct 2004|05:01am] |
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This past weekend was habitat for humanity. There was this pretty cool guy there, Chris. Lets just say I never had any chance. 1) He was all over Kacie. 2) I never usually do. 3) I was within an inch of hitting his manhood with a hammer.
Last night I was quite bored, so I called my friend Justin whom I met over the summer. That turned into a three-way with his cousin Vincent who goes to Academy Boys. It was quite an exciting conversation, I must admit. That turned into an attempt to exchange pictures online, only for me to find that my scanner wasn't working, which completely ruined my night. That and my mom toldm me Joe couldn't come over tomorrow (which is now today) because I didn't start my homework as soon as I got home. Then my economics paper came out to nine pages, including bibliography and title page. I had so much effing fun writing it though. Especially on the opinion part. I love how we were supposed to give our opinions about which president was better than the other, and I just basically discussed how they were both too awful to choose. But then I didn't do anything else of my homework. Meg never gave me the information for the lab so yeah, good thing I have two frees and a lunch before Physics. Good thing they don't. It's what they get. Oh nevermind, they do. And Spanish test? Whoa. No book. Go me.
Wasn't that a long paragraph now?
Oh and last night I had yet another dream about going back to Greenville, except in this one I went back in middle school. It's crazy.
Oh yeah, I have to go start a community. Heh-heh-heh.
AND THE RED SOX WIN THE WORLD SERIES, OMG!
That kinda ruins things though. I wish they hadn't won. Now everyone will say they were fans the whole time, even if they weren't, and on top of that, media won't care because there was supposed to be the curse, and that wasn't due to be broken for another 14 years.
I have to go. Later.
Katherine
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GATHER ‘ROUND, KIDDIES, GATHER ‘ROUND. BOY DO I HAVE A STORY TO TELL. BUT FIRST, I HAVE TO PRESENT YOU ALL WITH A DISCLAIMER:
I am putting this information up because a number of people approached me today to see what was going on. I cannot vouch for the validity of my sources and the information they gave me, nor can I ever expose them. Lets just say I have my sources, and we’ll leave it at that. Next, I’m not asking to be involved. I do not wish to be involved, nor will I allow myself to get involved. I’m not taking sides (at least not in this entry) I am just stating fact for the world to know. World, do what you wish with it. Finally, all names have been changed to protect... myself. Greedy bitch. And that is all I have to say. Thank you for reading the fine print. Now onto your regularly scheduled story:
Gretel was dating Hansel who is like a brother to Heidi and always has been. Gretel and Hansel broke up and she started dating his best friend, Franz, but while she was dating his best friend she kept calling Hansel and being like “Oh baby” this and still hanging out with him.
Meanwhile she was telling everyone that Hansel was stalking her, and Heidi was the only one who knew she was actually calling him and he wasn’t stalking her. Thing is, Heidi never said anything because she dint want to start shit so she just stopped talking to all of them.
Problem is, it kept going on. There were all these issues, like Gretel told people she filed a restraining order against Hansel, which isn’t true because she was the one who kept calling him.
Either way, Hansel appeared to be a jerk to her. Warning: Brief Tangent: Rumor has it that one time they were in the middle of having sex and she got her period. As people tell it, he slapped her across the face and then drove her home. I am not sure what this has to do with anything, but it added to the story. End of brief tangent.
So apparently Hansel and Franz find out about each other. All this shit happened and someone ended up waiting in the parking lot where Hansel works last night and when he came out they beat him with a baseball bat. Hansel had to spend the night in the hospital and get stitches.
Then they had to take Alfonzo– Heidi’s next door neighbor (his mom is Hansel’s cousin) out of school because they thought he was next to get beat up. They found out there were 3 complaints filed against Hansel, but the cops wouldn’t say who filed them. Hansel did find out one was Gretel. He asked her and she kept lying and saying it wasn’t her and then one night broke down and admitted one was from her.
In the end they were all from Gretel and her family. Basically Gretel is insane and her mom is even worse. Then Gretel tried to blame everything on Heidi. Last night Heidi was on the phone and she had a beep but dint pick it up. Turns out it was Gretel. She left a voicemail saying she needed to talk to her.
That brings us to this morning. Heidi was going to talk to her this morning-because she had no idea what it was about, and Gretel exploded on her and they started fighting. From what I hear, people literally had to hold Gretel back.
Then today at lunch Heidi was telling some people what had been going on. She knew she was getting a bad name because people were spreading lies about her, and she wanted to straighten things out. She was in lunch at 1125, and she was telling the story. Just as she was getting toward the end, they find out Mrs. Bertha had been listening. She went over and yelled and Heidi’s table and told them they shouldn’t be gossiping. She said they would have to change the topic, as if she can control what they talk about. Then somehow Mrs. Bertha managed to take Gretel's side and Heidi ran out of the cafeteria crying.
So while it is still unclear why Heidi is getting blamed for all of this, and why Mrs.Bertha sided with anyone, granted teachers are supposed to be helping the situations, I can promise plenty more drama in the future.
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[08 Oct 2004|09:41pm] |
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I hate this. There is nothing to do online. Nobody is on instant messanger and nobody has updated their journals and nobody has posted pictures...
I can hear it, Hilary. It's not evaporating.
Damn, I wish somebody would come online.
I just made a horrible mistake. I was planning on going back through all the saved documents on my computer and deleting what I no longer needed, and I was going to go through all of my saved livejournals and emails and such. What an awful thing that has proven to me. I've learned more about what an asshole I am in the last half hour than in the first seventeen years of my life.
I have folders to sort my emails by person. I can find three or more examples of folders for each of the friends whom I have hurt in the last two years.
Stupid Assjack I Am
I'm really sorry, too, for the way I was acting the other day. There really is nothing wrong. I was just... upset about nothing.
I have to go.
Katherine
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[05 Sep 2004|10:17pm] |
I just had this huge entry typed out. Grr.
I seemed to have lost interest in Livejournal just a bit over the summer. I'm going to try to get back into it. We'll all see how that goes. Hmmm, and here's a brief summary of what I did:
( My Summer )
Tomorrow is my last day of working at the Catskill Game Farm. (and you guys all better call me Chet and Dan. I'll be waiting... we gotta go cliff jumping, or at least those of you who aren't going to complain that your testicles will fall off in the freezing cold water... ::Ahem:: ) Sorry to everybody else. That was kinda just... yeah. They know what I meant.
I have to go to bed.
Katherine
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