It's like life, but it's on a stick

Wednesday, July 20, 2005


I'm worried about a friend of mine.

She's a puzzle wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a blanket. She's a nice person, pretty and everything. But she doesn't think so. Her problem is that she doesn't seem to appreciate anyone's friendship.

She has friend 1, they've been friend ever since grade 7. Lately, though, she's been talking behind friend 1's back, claiming she hates her and similiar nonsense. As soon as friend 1 shows up, they're back to being superfriends again. She does this with newer friend 2, as well. Everyone she's friends with she badmouths and doesn't seem to like.

I'm worried because I don't want to be her enemy. She's a nice person, I know she is, she sticks up for people and doesn't care what others think about her. But I wish she wouldn't hurt herself like this. I'm awkward and insecure, but I value my friends. I try to at least not say anything to hurt them...

... Now I've got that off my chest, have a good rest of the day without me. Also, fish are scary. Byebye!

Saturday, July 16, 2005

I should write something interesting in this space, so I will.

Nestle's Natural Dairy ice cream makes GOOD French Vanilla. Their chocolate is sorta sucky, though.

The War of the Worlds is a cool movie. Not excellent, not make-it-stop-or-I'll-barf, but cool. I wasn't keeping track but there were quite a few explosions. Tom Cruise's character's son was cute.

Isn't it weird how we remember the actor's name, but not the character? For me, it used to be the other way round. I used to know Peter Posthlethwaitegjalkjhsf as 'That Guy from Dragonheart' (ex-favourite movie ever, y'all). Now I know the characters from War of the Worlds as Tom Cruise, Dakota Fanning, Tim Robbins, and Nicole Kidm- oh wait, those are aliens! My mistake.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

I finally hauled myself off my lazy pockmarked ass to post. Aren'tcha all thrilled? Me too. Weeeeeee!

I discovered that I eat so much I cannot POSSIBLY weigh only 110. I think some of my fat is levitating to fool the scale. Ha-ha! I am on to it now!

Just got back from my friend Brittany's, in Keswick. Brittany is 5'11" and is 13. She really loves drows. She has a cute dog called Zelda. She plays a lot of computer. I know I think I'm addicted as well, but Brittany is on it 22/7. I'm only on 20/7, see? Anyway, it was cool and we did stuff. We swam a lot. I brought too few pairs of underwear. u_u

Hope y'all are having a good summer. Keep cool. Drink lots of water. This has been a message from Sparky the Safety Dog.*

*I'm making it up. Bye!

Thursday, July 07, 2005


Recipe for Early Onset Heart Failure due to Stress-Related Causes:

3 (three) little sisters
456 (four-hundred fifty seven) assorted books, children's toys, McDonalds Happy Meal pieces of crap, dust rags, and underwear
3 wood-floored, hard-to-clean rooms
1 (one) person responsible for getting this mess the hell out
Mix and stir; simmer until it boils

My three sisters are allowed to leave everything, everywhere. They collect toys theway socks collect lint. Whenever the house begins to become un-navigatable (?), Mom or Dad suddenly opens their eyes. "Hey, this place is barely accceptable by Social Services! GET IN HERE, ANNA!"

While my little sisters continue to draw and leave papers all around the house.