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Life of the Bored and Taskless.

Sunday, November 30, 2003

I'm not going to ramble on about break, but it was pretty good. I got to hang out with a lot of people, which is always great.

I made cookies today, that's right JACQUIE made cookies! I'm sure my ancestors are proud, because they're not just any cookies, I jazzed them all up with icing and such. I'm just like Martha Stewart, wait, BAD EXAMPLE. I don't know, but they look too nice to eat now. I'm sure eventually my stomach will take over my brain and I'll go on a cookie eating rampage, like Cookie Monster. I rather be like him than Martha Stewart.

Dan is the MAN. Click on this and read the first entry, "The History of Emo." I nearly soiled my trousers the first time I read it, and then I DID the second time. Go long, Dan! ;D

So school blows, and I don't need to tell you that. I got a Sigur Ros CD yesterday that DOESN'T. Yay for Icelandic indie rock (the lyrics to one of their songs is at the top, if you were wondering what the weirdass words were!)

I'll leave you with something my mom would say: BYE Y'ALL!


6:22 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Tuesday, November 25, 2003

9 day break = *screams, jumps up and down, dances, etc.* (you get the point)

This weekend was awesome. Basically, I did nothing, with the exception of a few things. Sunday night was the Pollyanna at Jess's house. All I have to say is that singing ringtones and wearing my undies hiked up over my shirt are two of my new favorite hobbies.

Yesterday, Dan came and hung out at MY house. No one has done that in about 2 years. He brought DDR over, and I made an ass out of me old self, like usual. It was just Dan and my brothers, no biggie. My brothers even tried to DDR, it was funny. We watched Office Space, and looked at a MILLION picture albums. It was mad fun.

Doing nothing is great, and I feel like I should quote Peter Gibbons:

Michael Bolton: What did you do this weekend?
Peter Gibbons: Nothing. I did nothing and it was everything I thought it would be.

Hellz yeah. Happy Thanksgiving Day if I don't blog later!


1:18 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Thursday, November 20, 2003

Tonight pretty much destroyed the "blah" phase I was going through. I went to see A Midsummer Night's Dream at Warwick Elementary, because Lauren directed it for her GP. I expected to see a really cute show with a bunch of little kids dressed up like fairies and such, but what I DIDN'T expect was to have as much fun as I did AFTER the show.

It was just me, Jess, Alorx, Nick, and Smokey, THAT'S RIGHT, Matt Smookler! I hadn't seen him since the end of 8th grade, it was so great to see him again. All we did was reminisce of middle school PEN days, and even talked about things that have happened recently. We just talked for over an hour, until Mrs. Ames (grr) forced us to leave. Alorx is the best storyteller ALIVE. Jess and I were dying from laughter the whole time!

I was watching the play, and totally loved this one kid who played the role of "Bottom", if I was in 6th grade, he'd have to watch himself, heh. It was funny, seeing them and thinking THAT'S what I did 6 years ago (I did my PEN play in 5th grade at Jamison) and time has gone by SO quickly. Everything in the school used to be gigantic, the gym seemed like it went on infinitely, but it was...Small. As well as the stage. When you're in high school, you become jaded and tired of all the endless shit, and as we were talking, we were remembering PEN classes in middle school when school was ACTUALLY FUN. God forbid that word should be uttered in an institute of knowledge.

So the "big break" starts tomorrow, and I'm all ready for it. Bring on the slippers and Ramen noodles, baby!


9:45 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

The leaves outside have pretty much stopped falling, but not on my computer. Why even bother going outside anymore, my super nifty AOL desktop can provide me with whatever environment I want to, all year round! It only cost me my soul!

I love awkward dinner moments. For instance...

Mom: How much homework do you have?
Me: None.
Mom: Want to get your hair cut?
Me: Ok, sure.
(some stuff in between)
Mom: I'll take you to a barber if you only want a few inches off.
Me:...no!
Mom: Or I'll do it myself...
Me: The last time you did that, it was lopsided.
Mom: I don't care.

Thanks ma.

My brother should be the new spokesperson for staying off drugs. He wrote a story AND a song about people who do drugs and die and/or turn into losers. They're great. I should blog them, when he gives them to me.

I just finished reading "Angus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging," and let me tell you (yes you), it was some good girly teenage English humor...fun. And if you're a dude, well...er, it might not be for you. But otherwise, read it, because I says so.


9:31 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Saturday, November 15, 2003

So for my online course I'm doing on Health Careers (because I have no life) I decided to have fun at the Online Occupational Handbook, and looked at Embalming. That job would depress me like no other. I think I might even like being one of those scientists who examine feces to determine what an animal ate better.

"The embalmer washes the body with germicidal soap and replaces the blood with embalming fluid to preserve the body. Embalmers may reshape and reconstruct disfigured or maimed bodies using materials, such as clay, cotton, plaster of Paris, and wax. They also may apply cosmetics to provide a natural appearance, and then dress the body and place it in a casket."

It's art class all over again!

Last night Dan and I had a quite...interesting conversation, to say the least. Basically, our new favorite inside joke is ovulation. Just say it, it's so soothing. We decided there should be DDO (Dance Dance Ovulation) and the DDO pads would be...pads with four walls instead of four arrows. Genius, I know. Dance Dance Ovulation to the Maxi! I think there should be an Ovulation Revolution where people just insert it in sentences and such, as Dan suggested, like Smurfs. For example, "Oh man, last night, me and my ovulating girlfriend ovulated together. It was so ovulatingly ovulatastic!"

And to think, this whole thing started on Thursday night when Dan said, "I'm hungry" and I answered "I got my period."

Next time you eat a fruit, just remember that you're eating a plant ovary. Mmmm...plant ovaries. I feel in the mood for a plant ovary salad, how about you? It would be simply ovulatastic if we ovulated our plant ovary salads together. Ovary that.

Did I just write a whole entry about ovulation...I believe I did.

Future job occupation: Ovular scientist

Once again, I am the freakiest freak in the freaking world.


5:07 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Wednesday, November 12, 2003

The Washington D.C. trip yesterday was awesome. I'm not going to do my usual "list everything because I need to remember everything I've ever done because I have Alzheimer's" thing, because I need to do homework, and I'm lazy.

But I have to say ONE thing. Veteran's Day in D.C. is truly compelling. You can't imagine what these people and their families have gone through, but you get a better understanding of it, and respect them immensely for it. I can't even begin to imagine.

I hate losing friends, and I've begun to be a bit paranoid about it because of lately, in general, and the whole "big split" coming up next year. I don't even know where I'm going yet, but it's certainly NOT going to be West...I hope.

Once again, I had weird dreams last night. The first was that I was watching a movie, and somehow it ended up being porn. Not just ANY porn...it was my mom and Mr. Galazin, my Modern World History teacher, having sex. I was so revolted, it wasn't even funny. Then I found the box to the movie...and it was called, "Diet Orgy." Why can't I for ONCE have a normal dream?!

The other was short, well, all I remember was Jeff coming up to me saying "Kiss me" and we did, but I didn't want to. I don't like Jeff, but lately I feel like I'm losing him as a friend, and I look back on our friendship, and it's NOT something I want to lose. Maybe that's why I had that dream, I don't know, but losing friends seems inevitable anymore.

Everything kind of seems boring and repetitive anymore in school. Same old same old. I have wonderful friends, but I'm not complete, if you know what I mean. I'm not LOOKING for a relationship, but I need something else. I don't believe in God, so it's not like I have faith to lift my spirits or anything. About the whole "God" thing, I'm undecided. I just don't want to commit to something I don't really believe right now. Religion and spiritualty was never really a huge part of my life anyway, but I'm not denouncing the church or anything, my great-grandfather was a reverend, it's just not my thing. If it's yours, that's cool, differences are what make the world an interesting place, after all.

I'm just blah. Somebody help me get out of my blah state. Anybody, I'd really appreciate it, Maybe even you could, yes you. ;)


8:18 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Thursday, November 06, 2003

The play is tomorrow night, ya'll should come and see it. It's a drama, so no corny song-and-dance numbers *sigh*

Do you think Marina and I should start:
a) an improv club
b) a walking club (where we'd walk around the school in matching adidas jogging suits)

or

c) the Vanilla Ice/Queen debate club, where we'd debate about "Ice Ice Baby" vs. "Under Pressure"...all the time

All three would kick it to the max.


10:20 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Monday, November 03, 2003

So Joe Veix is running for Junior Class President, but it seems as if the school administration doesn't want him to...

Originally, in his speech, he included that the nurses' office should give out free condoms. Teens are having sex, why not do it safely? They didn't really like that idea, and his speech has been censored twice. So now, he's changing his speech and making it REALLY BORING, but now you know why. Joe's a good kid, and he's not a major tool like SOME people *cough cough Collin cough*

Spread the word...


9:41 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Consider this, if you will:

(Scene: Saturday, November 1st- "Our Town" rehearsal, the wedding scene. The choir is standing in the center of the stage facing the audience behind Sean Phillips, the priest)

Jacquie, a choir member, starts to poke Sean in the back because she's immature and needs some sort of amusement. She makes weird gestures behind Sean's back as if to grab his ass. Then, with the proposition of the idea as well as the consent of others...she goes for it.

Jacquie swiftly grabs Sean's ass with both hands. Although it wasn't light, it is hard enough to make Sean, who was standing on the edge of a wooden box, fall over while making "doggy paddle-like" movements with his hands. A good laugh was had by all, even though the wedding couple almost were knocked to the ground, and only a few chorus members and townspeople were aware of what really made him fall over. Fichtman yelled out, "Sean, stay still!" and Sean turned around and promised Jacquie a payback...

Bring it. ;)


8:12 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Sunday, November 02, 2003

Me: "Marina...your vagina's showing!"
Random Teacher: "That's nice." (Walks away)

Kids say the darndest things!

Halloween was fun. I went as Harriet the Spy, and yes, MANY people enjoyed the quirky readings of the 4th grade me. I went to Lisa Goochie's party, and it was great. I met Mike Sala...funny, funny kid. We didn't shut up during Friday the 13th, and rightfully so, because making fun of it was SO much better.

The Bio test raped me, but I was really prepared (I hope) because I studied with Jess for HOURS. Then, when I got home, I tried printing out my portfolio thing and it didn't work. At midnight, I called Jess up and she brought over some disks, and it turns out that my computer is just messed up. So I cried.

Yesterday was awesome. Play practice went from 10-4, but we had to be there at 9-9:15. Stupid Nazi Fichtman. I got to hang out with Marina, Ashley, Frank, and the rest of the cool people in the play. Afterwards, I went home with Frank, but first stopped at the new house they're going to buy. It's so awesome, when everything's completed it's going to be amazing, not to mention the grounds! We picked up Tim and hung out at Frank's and DDRed it up like no other (while pretending to be ghetto, of course) We all have ghetto names now: Frank is White Chocolate, Tim is Milkshake and I'm Vanilla Wafer (Nilla for short) Then we watched "South Park: Bigger, Longer and Uncut" and we agreed that East should do that for a musical next year.

I definitely need to do that more often.


1:14 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

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