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| Okay, well, why any of you would want to read this is completely beyond me but here it goes...I suppose I'll start things off with a little rant..er...rent... April 3rd 12:32 a.m. Eastern Standard Time from here on in I shoot without a script, see if anything comes of it, instead of my old shit... |
| April 3, 2001 12:34 a.m. |
| The old shit seems to be rising to the surface again. I was checking out my website statistics tonight (which I suppose would be yesterday) and I noticed that a lot of people were linking from my high school alumni page. So I went to the page to see who had been there recently as far as people I knew that could have bene looking at the site. Well, eventually, I came across the entry of my exbest friend...you know, the whore...? Well, her entry was interesting ..apparently, upon reading my entry, she felt the need to write her own and spend a third of it mocking my entry. At first I was kind of in shock and I didn't really understand the point of it. And then I got angry, I guess because that's just a natural reaction when someone is mocking you. Now it just is kind of pathetic and sad. I mean, we graduated high school 4 years ago, and I never really did anything to hurt her or to make her angry. I know for a fact she cannot say the same thing. I don't know why she would feel the need to do something like that. I guess Renee said it best. "Some people never really graduate high school." Some people never really evolve. Considering she's working in a hotel (insert commentary about her being a whore here) I guess she never found an outlet through which to mature. Anyway, at first I thought about not validating her comment by responding to it, but what the hell. It occurred to me that I hadn't put any of them on The Shitlist...well, she's on it now. Man...I graduated high school 4 years ago....goddamn I'm getting old. |
| April 4, 2001 10:34 p.m. |
| Okay, well the cardinal rule of weight loss is to NEVER BUY A PUBLIX CHEESECAKE IF YOU LIVE ALONE. On a night when you're bummed out and you don't feel like cooking, it will turn into dinner. I went to class today...woohoo. Spent all afternoon doing Teen Court/Juvenile Justice Council stuff and networking. Let's see if I can get up for 8:30 class tomorrow morning. Speaking of class, my summer classes are going to suck hard core. Apparently my professors think it's reasonable to hold class until 9:30 one night and make us get up for class again at 8:30 the next morning. Oh yeah, and classes that day will last from 8:30-5pm. Will someone please remind me why I decided to go to grad school? I found out today that when I go to New York in May for CFL Nats that I'm going to see The Producers with Nathan Lane and Mathew Broderick. It's going to cost me the whole of my judging salary for the weekend, but how many times do I get an opportunity like this, right? You may have noticed I revamped my index page and excluded the pictures because some of you were saying it was taking too long to upload. Hope this method works better. Well, I suppose that's all for now.--DCCM |
| April 5, 2001 12:51 a.m. |
| Okay, I feel the need to clarify, that I did not eat the WHOLE cheesecake...only half...Geez, what do you think my name is, Kristen Long? =) |
| April 5, 2001 1:25 p.m. |
| Just woke up...missed both my classes today. With my luck Shaw probably decided to actually take attendance. I know this comes from a total lack of self discipline, but also, something very strange happened last night. I had a dream... Now this in itself might not seem weird except that I haven't had a dream I could remember since...oh...eleventh grade. And the content of the dream was strange enough to make me not want to dream again... Let me just say that it involved Bobby Bowser, 2 of the guys on the Alabama Debate Team, me and my grandmother all on an RTS bus driving down I-75 to West Palm Beach because my grandmother was dying and could only go to the hospital down there. I think this is God's way of telling me I need to stop being so depressed over something that I have completely put behind me and to not lose track of The Plan. Either that or "why the hell did you not put Granny on a plane and take advantage of the fact that you had an RTS bus with 3 really hot guys all to yourself?" Man, maybe I am just in need of a good fucking... |
| April 8, 2001 1:30 a.m. |
| Man, not even the first full week in this journal, and I'm already skipping days. I'm such a slacker. Oh wait...that's right I've been doing REAL work... Spent most of today either laying out and enjoying the Florida sunshine and attempting to get rid of this pasty monitor-tan I've been working on all year or hanging out with my favorite little blonde hoochie...No, not Kristen, Thomas. I said little, remember? We rented the original version of The Producers. It was wonderful and I can totally see Nathan Lane and Mathew Broderick in those roles. :::sigh::: New York City...I've never been much of a fan...it's a little too dirty and dangerous for my taste. I prefer the bitterness and death-defying-driving of Boston. But I must say I'm looking forward to getting the hell out of Florida. When we were at Blockbuster tonight I bought a copy of Silence of the Lambs...It's wonderful because there are no previews...Oh except the FULL Movie Trailer for HANNIBAL. I still need to get my Silence poster framed. Of course, I spent a week's salary at the grocery store (I'm never going shopping with Thomas again) so that's not gonna happen any time soon. Well, that's all for now folks. Bis morgen, meine Freunden!! |
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