"FANTASTIC!"

wearing: black partially see through "2" top, stretchy pants
eating: crackers & cheese, please! :D
listening to: "Bottom Dollar Baby" by Nathan Wiley

Blood test today. You know how I just love it when an old wrinkly stranger grabs my arm and inserts a long, painfuly sharp object into my vein, allowing my blood to gush forth into a vile!! :D Ooh, it makes me all tingly just thinking about it!!
It was horrible. I arrived at the test room which is the colour of disease, and handed my form to the secretary, who told me to wait in the back and the technition would be with me shortly. So to the back I went. And let me take just one moment to clarify something. If having blood taken makes you nervous, try waiting in a small, salmon-pink room with nothing but a chair, a refrigerator, and a couple hundred needles to keep you company. It is not good for the mind.
Anyways, five minutes later: enter the secretary with a pair of latex gloves - "You've had blood taken before, I presume." Good God. If I had ever truly doubted our government, that was it. Not only have budget cuts failed to save the labratory from a never ending hell of 80's decor, they can't even hire a f***ing technition!! ...There goes my trust in society. I nearly jumped out of my chair when I felt the prick. *dizzy* lol!

*sighs*

Well I'd better focus on some real work now.

NiTe NiTe xoxo

I Wish My Name Was Mortimer

wearing: a smile ;) (okay, not JUST a smile, some jammies too. ...but hey, there's an idea for a future entry! :D )
eating: drinking smirnoff
listening to: "I believe in a thing called Love" by The Darkness... don't ask.

Lastnight we went to Matt's house. Matt dosn't have a special name, but he does have crutches, so I will lovingly refer to him as Gimpy or The Gimp or something along those fabulous lines.
Anyways, amidst the excitement (and by excitement I mean boredom - sorry Gimpster :P ) Mikey got into my head. That's right. He. read. my. blog. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! AAAAAAAHHHH! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! lol, I don't mind when people read it, as long as I'm not there when they do. Or else it feels kinda weeeird. Oh, and after that 'Betty' and 'Veronica' got many a shoutout. ;) haha.
Anyways, the outing for me can be compared to the movie 'Cry Baby': the best part was when it was over. I don't know why I was feeling so blue. I think it was because there wasn't anything for me to do, combined with people not knowing when to shut up about 'Betty' and 'Veronica', combined with the excruciating annoyance of Mikey's "protection" of The Maestro, which is totally understandable, but by this point in time completely reasonless and uncalled for. (By the way, I've been meaning to bring it up with him but I thought better of doing so today. It would have probably been more of an attack than a reasoning-with, lol. I can get like that sometimes...0:) ) But I have since had a talk with My SexXxy, and I am better now. :)

I finished reading Lord of the Flies tonight. I am now four chapters ahead of my classmates, and very angry and bitter over the murder of Simon, my favorite character. *tear* Oh poor, fictional Simon, you live on, if only in my heart... *sobs*

hehe!

Ciao!

Hihihihihihihihihi!

wearing: pink re-rock records sweater, dark jeans, MONKEY SOCKS!!!!!!
eating: I think I ate my own weight in cookies today.
listening to: "Black Black Heart" by David Usher (the good version, you know, with the choir music and all that jazz.)

I went and watched Mikey and all the other little drama hooligans at their improv tournament tonight! Fun and laughter all around!! The home team was pretty funny, but I have to say that the Preps (Centennial) stole the show - "how 'bout I stick your skull in the rotor gears of the clock!" "How DeViOuS of you!!" lmao! ...How is it that such an event has eluded me for all these years?? Oh well. We're together now and that's all that matters. :) Oh and speaking of 'together' *wink*... hehe yes it's true. My SexXxy Maestro and I are 'seeing eachother' now. It doesn't feel any different to me though, because it's like I've been with him for a while now. ...I hope it's a continuing trend!! ;)

In other news: I spoke too soon about Buddy. The father took him for a walk on Sunday morning and he was off again! ...Perhaps this time it will be a permanent vacation. :( aww... my last memory of him is him stepping on my face in a failing battle to get me out of bed before noon. *sighs*

*sings* And It's almost like a disease, and I know soon you will be... over the lies - you'll be strong, you'll be rich in love and you will carry on - but oh no, you won't be mine.
-That's "You Won't be Mine" by Matchbox20. I like them because Rob Thomas has such a strong, sexy voice. I confess, listening to him in Santana's "Smooth" is a guilty pleasure of mine. 0:)

Bed time now. Love out, yo.

I Love Me.

wearing: flare-y jeans, pink pop shirt, coat
eating: nada
listening to: nada ...:(

Okay - usually I don't post twice in one day. But since it is Corperately Re-Inforced Love Day, I think I'll make an exception!
I saw Cold Mountain today with The Father and Jake the Snake. It was good - a real tear-jerker! It touched me... there. Well okay, not quite there. :P Though the sex scene was rather racy, as I do recall. ;) But it was really well done. (I'm talking about the whole movie now :P lol) The acting was really good! Especially Renee Zellweger.

On the way up to Durham, we dropped in on the Mount Forrest No Frills. On account of The Father being a lazy old fart, we parked right by the doors, infront of the sign that quite distinctly showed a pregnant woman and read: "EXPECTANT MOTHERS PARKING". Of course, The Father and Jake the Snake were A-okay with this, because in their theory I was expecting to be a mother someday, and so there really was no problem. But I had a problem. Right as I stepped out of the car, a family of old order Mennonites strolled by, and gave me the dirtiest of looks. The Father and Jake the Snake thought this to be quite the hoot, but vengence was to be mine!! By the time we reached the check-out, my basket had accumulated very many goodies, which stretched the bill out an extra fifteen dollars or so. The Father was questioning, but I really didn't see a problem, on account of I was "eating for two." :P har har har!! Owned. (mmm cookies!!)

Alrighty, time to get a move on!

ta da!

I Washed My Hair with Fructis, But it Smells like Aussie

wearing:pink jammies and housecoat
eating: nothing... sooo hungry... ahhh!
listening to: 'behind blue eyes' by Limp Bizkit... haha! go fred durst!!!

It might be a shock to most readers to find me awake and out of bed at nine o'clock on a Saturday morning. ...and listening to Limp Bizkit, at that. To those people, I apologize, and I assure you there is no need for concern. :) I'm just peachy. Its just that I woke up at seven and started to ponder my ever so important teenage 'dilemmas', if you will, and by about nine it occurred to me that I wasn't getting back to sleep... *sighs* and so, here I am!

Buddy came back. Two days later when The Father was taking Charlie for a walk, there he was asleep on the path, waiting for them. ...So that means he's either really smart and was on a wild puppy dog adventure 'till he knew it was walk time and went to wait for them - or he's really stupid and sat on the path for two days. Either way, he's back. I knew he was coming back, that's why I wasn't upset about it. :)

I went and saw 'Big Fish' last night, with the gang... hahaha 'the gang'! oohh, I make myself giggle sometimes. Only Mack wasn't there because he's a deadbeat. And Spunki was working. But anyways, the movie was pretty good, especially the part where he got in the Dodger and started driving like MoHo. LMAO! Oh my goodness, I can't believe I got into a car with that crazy bastard on Friday the 13th. I don't know how in the hell he got his license... I say, you are a lot more appreciative of life once you get out of the car, lol!

Gotta jet!!

xoxo

Oh, That's Just a Skeleton Playing Bass.

wearing: Roots sweater, flare jeans, fleece liner from coat
eating: nothin'
listening to: 'the trouble with love is' by Kelly Clarkson... lol!

I feel like I've been on another planet today. It's so strange... like I'm living outside of my body or something. Perhaps this has something to do with my little tumble onto the ice this morning at curling... heh. I just don't know. But my dad called me about an hour ago to tell me he lost Buddy. Now correct me if I'm wrong, but when one loses a beloved pet, isn't one - especially one who is female - supposed to be upset? ...Depressed?? ...Bereaved?!? I thought so. But I wouldn't know because I felt nothing. It's weird because I am a 'feeler.' Usually I feel for myself, for my friends, and for the old hillbilly down the street! But now when doggy does a disappearing act, I am unfazed. True, I bitched my dad out with every particle of air held within my delicate lungs - and then some, but emotionally I was hardly more than ticked off. It's so weird!!!!
Anyways. . . the only exception to this... this... whatever 'this' is, is when I'm with The Maestro. I am always quite enlivened in his presence, hehe! . . .I'm happy when I'm with him.

I should go now, but a follow-up is sure to come!!

ta da!

I Got Herpes For My Birthday! ;-)

wearing: dark jeans, army coat thingie, black and white tank top
eating: BIRTHDAY CAKE!!!!!!!!! hehehe
listening to: "Walla Walla" by the offspring

Happy birthday... to me. Happy birthday... to me. Happy birthday, Happy birthday, happy BIRRRRTHDAYYYYY tooooOOOOOOOooo mEEEEEEE!

Indeed. It was. It really really was.

That's all I have to say.

xoxo

Betty and Veronica have done it again!

wearing: dark blue cat jammies, socks
eating: baby bell cheese
listening to: "Fallin'" by Alicia Keys

It is a strange coincidence that whenever I'm updating this thing I happen to be listening to 'pansy music.' lol... Yes, it is my guilty pleasure. Kinda like sex, except Alicia Keys lasts 3 minutes and 30 seconds, whereas sex only lasts for 20 seconds or so. hehehe... I'll shut up now. (I was joking by the way... I don't have the, uh, expertise, shall we say, to make that kind of comparison. :P lol!)

Anyways, I'm writing to say that I think nipples are cool. I'm naming mine!! :D The left one's Betty, and the right one's Veronica. ...Say hello, girls!! ;) hehe just jokin, you can stay put. (I would name the whole boobs, but I am 'lacking.' lol! ...Shut up, Bunny!!!)

I am really tired now, and I think I should go to bed and catch up on my beauty sleep. The Father is taking me out to lunch on account of it's my 17th birthday tomorrow (woo hoo!) so I'd better get some sleep.

*MuAh*

Get in the Kitchen and Bake me a Pie, Woman!

wearing: jammies, yet again! :)
eating: nothin'
listening to: "your skin, yeah your skin and bones turn into somethin' beautiful, do'you know, you know I love you so... for you I'd bleed myself dry." . . . that would be 'Yellow' by Coldplay... hehehe :)

Spunki's first day at GCVI. All went well, I presume... no explosions or ambulances... ya know, I think everything will be juuuuust fine.

I shoveled again today. The snow seemed to have mingled with the ice, the result being God's little reminder that I am but a humble being. A very humble one. . . who's arms are about to fall off! :)

ta da!

I Like Being a Girl Because I Can Run Around.

wearing: pink Joe Boxer Jammies and House Coat
eating: nothing
listening to: 'Iris' by the Goo Goo Dolls (so loud that I have to look at the LED on my phone to tell if it's ringing :P hehehe)

I chilled with The Party Posse lastnight, hehe. Good times - there was Survivor, a really stupid movie called Johnny English, some lego building, and last but not least, some titillating chit chat in the dark. lol! Since Curfew Boy (aka The Maestro) left at ten, (TEN!?!? who leaves at ten!!?!? grrr... :P!) the floor was open for discussion on his and my relationship. Hehe... which was a good thing, because seeing as it's so hard to discuss it with him, if i didn't discuss it with SOMEBODY , and soon, I'd probably explode from all my pent-up teenage emotions. They were all really supportive (THANKYOU, OH DEAR SWEET HOLY GOODNESS, THANKYOU!!! lol!!) and like, pushing me to ask him out (which I have been 'iffy' about for quite a while, but I'll get to that :) ) except for one thing that Mikey brought up, which is the possibility that if we went out, and broke up, that the friendship would be doomed. ...And I have to say, that had crossed my mind on more than one occaision, and could also be the reason why The Maestro is so reluctant and held-back. But I don't think that would happen. 'Cause for me, friendship is the strongest thing and essential for the basis of any good 'relationship'. And even though there are things and feelings that can be much more intense than friendship, they are not stronger. ...And if he sees this the way I do, then I don't think that would be a problem :) ! I love him SO much as a friend, and I wish he would somehow let his guard down and give this dating thing a shot. I have to talk to him about it, but I just don't know how... *sighs*

Only one other thing to report -- another screwed up dream!! FUN!!! :D! I got home at about one thirty this morning and got to sleep at around two, but then at about six thirty I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep due to restlessness and ummm... uhhh... lets say 'objectionable mental images' regarding 'some people' that I 'know'... grrr... (okay, calm down Anneliese...) <<>> heh... I'm cool. It's all cool...
But anyways, around eight I got to sleep again and had one mother of a disturbing dream. It was 'career day' at GCVI, and these magical blue writsbands that would materialize on your wrist would decide your career for you... only one problem. There was some kind of 'spirit' in the auditorium that had been 'taking' students -- in other words an evil monster that would eat you alive. And when my wristband appeared, all it said was 'blood', which meant I was a blood sacrafice for this stupid bastard demon monster thing. I panicked and tore off my wrist band, only to discover it had re-appeared within five minutes. I started freaking out, and told my friends (everyone I hung out with lastnight - The Maestro, Mikey, Mack and Spunki) and they were just all too excited to get their own damn writsbands to care. I kept tearing off my wristbands (which was a punishable offence by the way, but personally I don't know what could be worse than being fangoriously devoured by a gelatonous monster.) (Thank you, Strong Bad! lol!) but they kept re-appearing on my arm almost as fast as I tore them off. The Maestro went to wait in the aud for his wristband (he didn't believe there was a monster) and I went screaming after him telling him to get out, and I had to get out before the thing got me, but he didn't listen. And by that point I was so cheesed off that I ran, balling my eyes out, towards the exit. Oh wait, another problem - all the exits had disappeared with the same abstruseness and mystery as the stupid writstbands kept appearing. I came to a stop in one of the glass halls that leads to jock hall, I looked down at my arm, and to my horror there were about 50 writsbands that all read 'blood.' Just then, the girl from 'The Exorcist' came climbing up a ladder and in through a window, and then proceeded to make her way up the stairs in the old building. Without missing a beat, I practically flew out the window and down the ladder. As soon as I reached the ground (which was a good 70 feet down by the way) I started pulling off the wristbands again, but then a janitor, who was standing in the middle of a mud puddle in the feild, holding a rake, told me I was in 'big trouble' and that he was gunna get me. I started sprinting towards my house, with the janitor hot on my trail. For some reason I ended up at The McGregors house and The Mother was there talking on the phone to one of her friends. I bolted the doors shut and told my mom to call the police, but she continued on with her conversation. I went and hid in one of the kids rooms incase the janitor got in somehow.
Then I woke up. And I had never been more relieved in my life then when I discovered there were no little blue wristbands that read 'blood'.

The End.

What's an Outfit Without a Whip?

wearing: brooks track suit, abercrombie shirt
eating: ...chewing on gum
listening to: nothing cause stupid kazaa screws up my msn convos!!! ahh!

Not much to report. I beat Dimmy two times in a row on minesweeper lastnight! :) oh, I beat him Gooood... and while we're on the topic *ahem* :

You Are Dominant!
If you're giving out whippings, then this is no surprise to you
But being dominant doesn't neccisarily mean you are a sadist
You might just take the lead, call out positions, or decide when it's time for sex
Bottom line: The bedroom is your domain, and anyone who gets with you knows it!

ah there's nothing like an online quiz to brighten my darkest days. . . . Or is there? ;) heh heh. Well, I've just agreed to go to the gym with The Megster bright & early tomorrow, so I'd best be on my way.

toodles.