LET THE RABBITS WEAR GLASSES!!! October 20, 1998, -- Ok, I was reading in a magazine how having your bed across from a window can bring you bad luck and can haunt you in your sleep, and I started thinking, you know, my really bad dreams took place when my bed is where it is now... right across from the mirror. And before it was like next to it, and I never really had bad dreams. See, I got a new bed, OUT WITH THE OLD DEMONS!!! and I've been getting good night's sleep lately, but my dreams are more frequent and more weirder and the other nite I awoke after going to bed about an hour before, suddenly and now I can't remember the dream, except that it must've frightened me, why else did I awake so abruptly? But anyway, my neighbors need to learn to cut their grass earlier in the day WHEN I'M NOT SLEEPING!!! Cos no matter what, I am always trying to take a nap, and SOMEONE has to cut their lawn... today it was the people across the street... tomorrow it will be the neighbor who feels he needs to save the earth and cut his grass everyday... I'm ready to complain... anyways, I'm out... GO TO www.oocities.org/SoHo/Coffeehouse/3049/paststories.html TO READ MY OLD STORIES!!!!
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LET THE RABBITS WEAR GLASSES!!! 3-7-99 Ok, I havent updated in like 4EVER!!!!!! But I will update now, cos Stacey asked about it... so it is time for me to give into peer pressure... I am going to see silverchair on March 12th... YES i am EXCITED.... i saw em back in 97 and it was amazing.... after the concert I will review it on my silverchair page.... so u can read all about it.... only wanted a piece of myself.... as steam will rise... hehe.... im listening to neon ballroom on MP3's.... the cd doesnt come out for another 9 days.... but i know it all.... ok, is that a good enough update? im not in a talkative mood tonite.... ok, bye....
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LET THE RABBITS WEAR GLASSES!!!April 17, 1999-- Ok, so once again I have no updated in a long time. But I will now. Nothing much is going on here in Laura's little world, except that I am preparing for the prom, which is only 2 weeks away. I bought a strapless bra for it, so that I can get some boost going on... haha... I am going with a friend of mine, so it should be an exciting night. I will have to keep you all updated as to what happened... I am still looking for a diamond V-shaped necklace. My brother's ex-girlfriend wore one to her prom, and I liked it. I still need to decide on how to wear my hair.
Anyways, hunger has gotten the better of me the past few days. I am actually eating two meals a day, and if I am lucky, it will be 3 by the end of today. But it depends on if it is a meal or not. I am deathly terrified of gaining back the weight, but I plan on fasting all this week.
If you have not purchased yourself a copy of silverchair's Neon Ballroom I suggest you go out an get yourself one. You need this for survival in th fittest, and also to make it through New years Eve 1999 into the year 2000. I saw silverchair on March 12th 1999. So go to the link after this to see my review and the pictures I took from that show.
That's all for today... maybe I will update on Tuesday after my trip to NYC and my trip to the Holocaust museum. Depends on how tired I am. =)
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LET THE RABBITS WEAR GLASSES!!!April 20, 1999 -- Hey all... wow, I am updating this twice in one week. That is mainly because of the experience I was given the opportunity to have yesterday. Yesterday I went to visit the Holocaust Museum in Washington D.C., and this was a trip I will never forget for the rest of my life. For the past few weeks, in two of my classes I have been given assignments to read about the Holocaust. I read the book Night written by Elie Wiesel, and also read a packet of information about this time period that gave me a glimpse into what happened. This was all done prior to my excursion to D.C. In the next few paragraphs I am going to describe some of the things I saw, and how they made me felt. As well as some thoughts and how it has affected me. I also want to comment on some other's reflections or lack thereof.
When I entered the museum, I knew it would be quite a depressing site, because I had been given warning from some people who had been there. The first floor I experienced was about how the Nazis rose to power. I glanced at this information mostly because I had already read this prior to the trip.
On the second floor I wandered through, there was alot of extremely graphic information, and belongings of people who went through the holocaust. The most depicting were video presentations that you could watch that had all different kinds of information that showed what the jews and gypsies and poles went through. This was horrific. I have seen pictures, etc. that I once considered graphic. But seeing things this upclose an personal was a site I will never ever forget.
Tis a Gift To Be Simple, Tis a Gift To Be Free
There were hundreds of shoes that were piled in one section of the museum, and another part had toothbrushes and hair brushes, and scissors. I started to think about how these items once belonged to someone. And not to just anyone, but to those who were tortured through extreme labor. Those who were forced from their homes into a concentration camp, all because one man decided he felt that they were not equal to them. This angered me. When I wake up in the morning, and I brush my hair, I don't treasure my hairbrush. But to think, that these items once belonged to people who died for no reason whatsoever, and that these simple items were taken away from them, and that at a time, these might have been all they had left, it gives me new reason to treasure the objects in my life that are of simplicity.
Walking through sections of the museum that had actual bunks where people slept while in the camps frightened me. The reality hit me hard. I was looking at a place where scared jews, and other ethnics who were persecuted for their way of living once stayed in fear, and tried their best to survive the harsh things that they were forced to live through. There was a model that was built. It depicted the gas chambers, and the crematories. This disgusted me, and it made my stomach begin to rise up like I was going to vomit. To be one of those who worked the crematory ovens who had to take family members and friends and burn their bodies is horrible. How did people survive this? In an effort to survive, is what they did.
The overall affect of the museum on me, is one of fear, horror, respect, and one of relief. I am a lucky one. Right now over in Kosovo almost the same thing is going on. Ethnic cleansing is what it is called. This is disgusting. And I wish, that I had the power to stop these mass killings. I respect those who perished in the concentrations camps of starvation, exhaustion, disease, murder, and the gas chambers. These people died for no reason. Only for one man's plight with a different race. This is heroic in my eyes. These people who were once members of society, were dehumanized. They were stripped of everything that they once had on this planet. They had their lives taken away from them. They watched in sheer terror as their families were split up, and were carried off, to either a gas chamber, or to a different camp. They were made to be like animals. All because of their faith. All because of what is in their blood. All because others were not willing to save them. This is where discrimination is. People dying because of who they are. People dying who were given the gift of life. The gift to live. This gift was taken away. And we must remember. We must remember so this never happens again. We must see the reality of it. We must push into our heads that yes, this did happen. The memory of those who died in the Holocaust must live on. It must be a part of everyone's life.
As you can see, this museum opened up something inside of me. I saw some things I have never seen before. But this did not work for everyone on this trip. I went with my class and the senior class as well. And I did not attend school today. But I was told, by a few friends of mine, that others did not take the museum seriously. This disgusted me. I understand that other people have a different reaction to different things. I respect that. But one girl said that the museum was "fun". FUN??? I was appalled when I heard this. I could not believe that someone took it that way. The museum is one of sadness. Not one of " Oh yes, we have a day off from school to wander a museum." This is true ignorance I think. To take something in that way. I just blame it on their way of life. The way they were brought up. I pity these people who are so rich and stuck in their little lives to realize what is going on around them. I pity them, because one day, life isn't going to be so pretty for them. One day, things will happen to them. One day, they will be faced with reality. And on that day, they will wonder "Where have I been?". I consider myself a lucky person. My parents raised me to treat everyone equally, and to see certain aspects of life. I haven't been through the hell these people went through, but I am not as ignorant as to look at this museum and to not place myself in the shoes of those who went through this. I was blessed with my life that I have. I was given the opportunity to live life the way I do. I have been through hardships, as well all have, but never something like this. Never. And I hope it never will be like this for me. I hope I never have to experience the things that went on during the Holocaust. I hope for the sake of those who can't open their eyes to see what happened when given the opportunity to witness this, that they will not have to endure something so burdensome. I pity these people, I really do. But who I respect, is those who went through the Holocaust, and whose memory shall remain with me.
Today I want to give a very special SHOUTOUT!!!!!! haha... Tony word, to Miss Christine Marie Elizabeth( is that ur other name? I forget) DeWitt whose Birthday is today... SHE IS NOW 18... I sent her 18 virtual cards today... all had a different message, aren't I a great friend? Haha... I'm so proud of you Chrissy. That sounds so gay, but it's so kool, that we're still friends and everything. God, I think I'm gonna cry... =) I LOVE YOU SIS!
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LET THE RABBITS WEAR GLASSES!!! April 21, 1999 Hello to all you people out there. Today I am going to focus on what happened in Littleton, Colorado yesterday.
This morning, when I woke up, my mother was crying. She had woken me up, because she wanted to make sure I was ok. I have seen her upset like this, but not for something out of the blue. She is so scared for my safety, and for my brother's wellbeing. This morning, I saw in my mother a look of fear, that I am sure is on the faces of other parents all over the country. What happened yesterday was sad, but you must look at it from two different points of view. I have collected some ideas about this incident from an AOL chat I was in. Man people are brutal when you don't agree with them.
Some people believe that these kids were psychos. Maybe. But probably not. These kids were most likely influenced by people around them. When kids are tormented for the way they are, it is a horrible feeling. Not everyone is born with this wonderful gift of self-esteem. And having someone make you feel inadequate everyday is not the way to gain it back. Maybe this is what leads people to feel there is no way out. When parents don't help their kids to feel better about themselves, this is where problems are too. But what most kids do not realize, is that high school and grade school are all over by the time you're 18. Yes there are exceptions for people who started late, etc. But when you go off to college, or into the real world, you will realize people are not as shallow and petty about what kind of music you listen to, what brand of clothing you wear, and who your boy/girlfriend is. It's about becoming who you are in the work world.
From my experience in high school, I can say I am lucky. I was given the opportunity to go to an all girls private high school, and I took it. My friend goes to a coed Catholic high school, and she tells me the things that go on there. I could not help but laugh when she told me that she and some other girl were fighting over taking this one guy to the prom. That is not the topic of conversation at my lunch table. Secrets get passed around, but my school is about academics and succeeding, not about socialness. If you don't focus on academics, then sorry, you're out. At my school, everyone is friends pretty much. Well, in my class at least. The sophomores are a different story. Sure there are people who are disliked, and I most certainly dislike people there, for a variety of reasons, but I don't "pick" on anyone. No one has to be made miserable, and I know from experience what inadequacy feels like. So I don't make anyone feel it.
The whole idea of kids shooting others in a fit of vengeance irks me. It is sad that people resort to violence as a means of solving problems. These kids were not brave. It would've been brave for them to have stoof up for themselves, instead of choosing to kill off those who had hurt them in the past. I have been made fun of in the past, and I wish I could go up to the people who bothered me and laugh in their faces. But not kill them. I think death is just making things good for them, for now, everyone is on their side. And they will never have to go through what the kids who killed them were put through.
Maybe these kids had a mental disorder, maybe they didn't. They did need help. It's too bad that their parents didn't look more into things. And it's too bad that the lives of these individuals was taken at a time when things seem so horrible, but they really aren't.
Once again Laura has stayed home from school... Lala.. with lots of thoughts running through her mind. Dawson's rerun tonight, as usual. But next week, I hear that Andie is supposed to die. Oh the shock. Hehe...
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LET THE RABBITS WEAR GLASSES!!! April 23, 1999 -- hey u all... this is going to be a commentary on health issues and how doctors don't seem to fulfill their goals and that it seems to make things worse. Well, at least in my case.
Last year I was diagnosed with an intestinal disorder, that is incredibly evil I must say. I am not afraid to talk about it, as I don't exactly find it embarassing, just a pain in my arse. Well, this week it has been extremely evil once again, and I take a medication that I am not supposed to take, but I do because it helps me to feel better, not to mention it allows me to get through the day and go to school. Much to my parents' dismay I missed 3 days this week. I can catch up, I know I can, but it's quite annoying when you're missing so much, when you have wasted your time trying to figure out what is wrong for so long, and when you're trying to seek help. My mother does not believe me when I tell her that what the doctor tells me to do does not work. Did we forget the St. John's Wort I took for 6 months before I was put on real medication? I lost alot of time where I could've been feeling better. But I stuck with it. I am not going to push it with this. I have had to deal with this since the beginning of the school year. Almost nine months now. So, now I am getting the crap for making myself feel better so that I can make others happy by doing what I am supposed to do.
Irritation has set in. I don't really care about the effects. I know what it is doing to my body. I have known this for a long time now, but I can't do anything else about it. Doctors have not told me what to do about the situation, except for ideas that do not work. So I feel that I can go on doing what I am doing, and if I don't get help, then so be it, I will get sicker. Not my fault for trying to help myself, and for trying to get through life like a normal human being as I am expected to do.
I would also like to comment on the fact that if a friend of yours is out sick one day, or two days, or a whole month, and they do not choose to tell you why... do not assume that they're faking. This is incredibly annoying. Not many people know what an intestinal disorder is, what it does, and how it makes you feel. If you're ignorant to this, then you must keep your mouth shut, because I don't want to hear it, and I most certainly do not need your comments. This goes for any other kind of illness whether it be emotional, physical or just the common cold. If a person doesn't feel good, it doesn't make them a "lazy bum". It makes them a person who knows how to agree to their wants and needs, and will help themselves. Better then a person who pushes themselves to the max to get attention, and then gets sicker, all the more complaining, and giving everyone else grief in the meantime. I don't need it. And neither does anyone else.
As for other things today, I now officially have orange hands. it's kind of neat to see, but it's kind of weird at the same time. I am like a golden bronze color. All in preparation for the prom next Friday. I enjoy being the same color as my cat, I think he is enjoying it too, he is thinking, oooh mumsy is orange like me! Now she really does look like my mumsy!Yes my cat does talk to me. So hush your mouth! Um what else did I want to comment on? Oh yah... I was reading this book about how some Pope in the past of course was murdered. I found this rather interesting. I may just have to look it up a bit. Anyways, I am done rambling for this part of the night. Stacey, I hope you read this one, because I am sure you can relate to a part of this. Does you dog talk to you too? My laundry basket hasn't spoken to me in a while. Maybe I will have to start up a convo with it, so that it can feel comfortable in pursuing the friendship. Ah, I am tired. Bye bye party peoples!
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LET THE RABBITS WEAR GLASSES!!! April 29, 1999 Hello all... tomorrow is my prom, aren't you excited? After it, I will put up a webpage about it, probably on May 1st. I will have pix and everything, and when I get my pix back from D.C. I will put them up too... I will prolly do that on May 1st as well. I am so tired, so this little entry will be short. And I want to liven up this page a bit, so I think I will put something cute right here.
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LET THE RABBITS WEAR GLASSES!!! May 2, 1999-- Hey all... Laura is at school rite now, in the computer room, and my friend Mary is checking her email... what a bad bad girly... hehe... and I cannot even type with these nails on this keyboard, it is getting on my nerves... Anyways, I am just really bored, and I needed something to do... I just thought of something really evil I am going to do maybe later tonight, hehe... it involves an ex boyfriend of mine... This will be fun... Mary is evil too... She is talking to her friend Sarah's ex boyfriend, and I think she should hook up with him... don't you? Sarah is getting on her nerves now... too bad yesterday was Mary and her boyfriend's one month anniversary... but who would know? Revenge is sweet anyway. =) Anyways, I must be going now so that I can start working on my prom webpage, and put quotes and stuff in from friends.
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LET THE RABBITS WEAR GLASSES!!! May 5, 1999 -- "Cinco De Mayo!" Hey all... Felicidades! I am in my 8th period study, stranded here, waiting for my ride to arrive at 3 pm... why can't I drive? Haha... hopefully soon... but what car will I have considering the fact that my dad is getting a new car win the next week... Not his, b/c his is DEAD . I hated that car neways... So, I have nothing really to think about today, but I am going to comment on the upcoming Dawson's episode tonight.
Tonight's Dawson's is the funeral of Abby who died last week on the show. I liked that character, so it was kind of annoying that she died. But so be it. It looks as though Dawson and Joey are going to be getting back together, which is kind of a tired theme, and I think they need to find something new to focus on. I will review the show tomorrow after I have seen it. Right now I want to focus on last night's episode of David Letterman, and his little comment he made.
After silverchair did a stellar performance of Anthem For The Year 2000 he said that they were great. During the commercial break did he suddenly have a change of heart? Or did he feel the need to follow the crowd and say something about their ages? A little girl had been on the show earlier, and she was 11 years old. David's not as funny as he wished comment was that they were 11 years old and that they were playing like that, at 11 years old, the little girl's age. I seriously don't think people know how to add. You would think by the time you're 65 ( is that how old he is? =\ ) you would know that years do add on to your age. Maybe he is stuck in 1995, in hopes he won't get older, I don't know. But I do know, that he thought they played great. And yes they did. They were excellent. It is funny how big media icons try to poke fun at others. It is also funny how people think that we silverchair fans will stop liking them because of silly comments that have no meaning to us. For one thing, silverchair is a band I have adored since I was 13 years old. I am now 17. I have been given a tought time about liking them for all those years. But has it weakened me? Nope. I am stronger then others, and if you want me to think differently, and to be a poseur of someone else's ideas, then take your little dream somewhere else. I have my own opinions thank you very much, and I plan on sticking to them. Here's another thought: Listen to the album. As you can see, this is not about David Letterman anymore. This is about the media and those who feel the need to put them down. David apparently seemed to show an interest in their performance and in their cd, and I think that is a great move on his behalf. And maybe those poseurs who have to follow the crowd and only hate them because they're a popular band, or because they are not fit into their image, will actually get out of Hot Topic stores, and they will learn, that you can like whatever is you want to like. Telling us that you don't like silverchair b/c they "suck" is a pathetic excuse. If you say you have listened to them, and can point out why you don't like them, and that they aren't an appealing sense to your music, then say that. Otherwise, you just look like a fool. You are just proving to us that you're ignorant. I have a friend who I have gotten to listen to some silverchair, and I respect his decision not to like them, because they don't appeal to him. But others, it just doesn't fit into their category of music or whatnot. Before I get too much more redundant, and run out of time to type my article for the newspaper, and get my books, I just simply want to state "Like what you like, no matter what image it fits. No matter what your friends say. Learn to be you." I think I have learned this lately alot more. My friends have judged me on my recent tastes in styles, and in music, and I don't appreciate it. Anyways, I got 10 mins, so I am gone. Felicidades! Oh and I want to say a Belated Happy Birthday to my kitty Tyler! Here is a pic of him for your enjoyment =) His Bday was May 2. Olli's is soon too. Hehe....
