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i wish livejournal had a way you could see whos viewed your entries. i wish i could see how many people read this. according the 6th period study hall gang whatever, its very entertaining. well im glad im making someone happy.
anyways, just got back from skiing yesterday. for some odd reason i decided to tell that idiotic little voice in my head that goes "you cant ski this! its too steep/bumpy/icy! youre gonna die!" to go fuck itself. and once this had been accomplished i actually became a very agressive skiier. i beat my brother to the bottom of the mountain a few times, which is a pretty big feat, considering my brother is getting to be an expert skiier and he loves to go very very fast. i just wish i knew how to ski moguls (man-made bumps on the ski run) if i did id probobly be considered close to a level 3 skiier. i just have to work on my technique. the only sucky part was i had to be with my dad and brother the whole time. dads a total control freak. if you dont do things his way, you dont do it at all. and my brother is annoying and superficial (hes supposedly one of the popular kids in his grade) and he supports the war in iraq. he and i kept getting into these arguements. he would be punching me, flicking me, insulting me, whatever. and id tell him to stop or shut up and hed keep doing it. "you didnt say please!" he said sadistically. which pisses me off because hes never really been keen on being the polite police. and nobody cool in the hotel to hang out with either. thankfully im home. and yet im still bored. oh well, im going to the city with marius today with hisham who is a french dork and marius's cousin or family friend or something. he was like "COME WITH ME! WE CAN MAKE FUN OF HER TOGETHER!" i had to agree. what else am i gonna do? im getting bored with sitting around the house waiting for the phone to ring.
ive noticed lately all of my friends are "busy" whenever i call them. either that or they're gone. which kinda sucks. but oh well.
well im in an even bigger "fuck love" mood then usual. a few of my friends are going through rough times with guys and they're siding with me on the decision that dating is idiotic and there are better things to do with your time lol. when i noted this to jimmy he replied "well youre always in that kind of mood, so its no suprise" which is true.
i need new clothes, dammit. everything i own is shrinking (or am i just getting bigger?) or it just looks stupid or ive worn it a zillion times before. i noticed that on the ski trip i packed everything that i usually wear. and i noticed that most of it was black shirts/sweaters and blue jeans. not to dis black and blue but i want a little more color in my wardrobe. and im sure that just now you all are gasping and perhaps even dropping your glasses of coffee or whatever you might be drinking now at the mention of me saying i want to wear color. and im not suprised.
anyways, just got back from skiing yesterday. for some odd reason i decided to tell that idiotic little voice in my head that goes "you cant ski this! its too steep/bumpy/icy! youre gonna die!" to go fuck itself. and once this had been accomplished i actually became a very agressive skiier. i beat my brother to the bottom of the mountain a few times, which is a pretty big feat, considering my brother is getting to be an expert skiier and he loves to go very very fast. i just wish i knew how to ski moguls (man-made bumps on the ski run) if i did id probobly be considered close to a level 3 skiier. i just have to work on my technique. the only sucky part was i had to be with my dad and brother the whole time. dads a total control freak. if you dont do things his way, you dont do it at all. and my brother is annoying and superficial (hes supposedly one of the popular kids in his grade) and he supports the war in iraq. he and i kept getting into these arguements. he would be punching me, flicking me, insulting me, whatever. and id tell him to stop or shut up and hed keep doing it. "you didnt say please!" he said sadistically. which pisses me off because hes never really been keen on being the polite police. and nobody cool in the hotel to hang out with either. thankfully im home. and yet im still bored. oh well, im going to the city with marius today with hisham who is a french dork and marius's cousin or family friend or something. he was like "COME WITH ME! WE CAN MAKE FUN OF HER TOGETHER!" i had to agree. what else am i gonna do? im getting bored with sitting around the house waiting for the phone to ring.
ive noticed lately all of my friends are "busy" whenever i call them. either that or they're gone. which kinda sucks. but oh well.
well im in an even bigger "fuck love" mood then usual. a few of my friends are going through rough times with guys and they're siding with me on the decision that dating is idiotic and there are better things to do with your time lol. when i noted this to jimmy he replied "well youre always in that kind of mood, so its no suprise" which is true.
i need new clothes, dammit. everything i own is shrinking (or am i just getting bigger?) or it just looks stupid or ive worn it a zillion times before. i noticed that on the ski trip i packed everything that i usually wear. and i noticed that most of it was black shirts/sweaters and blue jeans. not to dis black and blue but i want a little more color in my wardrobe. and im sure that just now you all are gasping and perhaps even dropping your glasses of coffee or whatever you might be drinking now at the mention of me saying i want to wear color. and im not suprised.