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Life of the Bored and Taskless.

Tuesday, June 29, 2004

I found this charming song in Slaughter-House Five by Kurt Vonnegut (great book) and I thought I should share it:

"In my prison cell I sit,
With my britches full of shit,
And my balls are bouncing gently on the floor.
And I see the bloody snag,
When she bit me in the bag.
Oh, I'll never fuck a Polack any more."

Stupid Polacks! Wait a second...oh yeah, that's right. I'm one too. I'll guess I won't have sex with myself for awhile, in that case.

Driver's Ed got a little more interesting today. After watching a horribly depressing video on drinking and driving (and rightfully so), the teacher popped in a video that "focuses on drinking in addition to marijuana and cocaine." What was the video? A Bill Cosby stand-up special. It was utterly amazing.

We all love summer. It seems as if everything in this season is magnified by our free will, and we experience the extremes of emotion. Connectedness becomes a thing of the past, and in these short months, we truly are living. Sure, we live the rest of the year, but the monotony of it all drags us down. The friendly sun beckons us to join it, and its infectious attitude lifts us up.

I state this in general, because some of this does not pertain to myself. I'm so bogged down sometimes I can't do anything or go anywhere, but I'm not going to complain about it. I'm just going to observe the world from behind the wheel and enjoy peace while I can, before I eat, breathe, and sleep college applications and AP English.

1:04 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Monday, June 28, 2004


I picked up a job application for Kohl's, and will pick up another from Marshall's tomorrow. I think that I'm so popular, I'm just going to have to put myself on an auction, and the two can duke it out.

Or I can get minimum wage and an animal costume to wear for their enjoyment...

and mine...

6:23 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Random quiz time at Mewing.net:

1. This is a very useful thing to know.

take the cher test.

and go to mewing.net. because laura isn't cher.

2. How true is this? Except for the vinyl part (I don't own a record player) it's me.

take the nerd test.

and go to mewing.net. a nerd utopia.

3. If my family saw this, I'd be shot with a shotgun then barbequed.

take the "are you a democrat or a republican?" test.

and go to mewing.net to love or sass.

4. Yeah, pretty much...except that I prefer babies on a dinner roll, thank you very much.

take the virgin-whore dichotomy quiz.

and go to mewing.net. where we're all studs.

5:38 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

I admit it. I'm very naïve. I'm one of those "glass half full" people, and I like to be, but reality kicks me in the ass sometimes. People are usually not as good and moral as I believe them to be. Surprise, surprise, I know. I want to believe everyone is good, but the truth is, some people are just downright insensitive. Grr. I think 2 people know what I'm talking about (because this rambling was sparked by the news of something) but this is in general, as well.

Maybe I should take off these rose-colored glasses and be more realistic...but I really don't want to. I probably will have to. I'm going to wrestle with myself on this one for awhile, no doubtedly.

4:37 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

I started a 2-week driver's ed course today. The British guy who runs it, Ian, is a good chap.

I have to get my senior picture taken at 2:00 today, and frankly, this frightens me. I am a senior, which means that I have one year left of shelter beneath the safe, warm blanket that is high school before being stipped of that symbiosis and shoved barenaked into the real world. Well, I'll just take advantage of this year as much as possible.

Oh, and one additional note. Let me just say that I am beyond thankful for hair straighteners. I'll probably have this stupid curly fro forever, so I should make the best of it.

12:34 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Sunday, June 27, 2004

Summer Goals (Version 1)

1. Learn how to belay with Bridget.
2. Beat Metal Gear Solid (although I probably won't).
3. Not have a "fling."
4. Learn how to cook (using things that are not condensed into cans or packages that are printed with the word "Ramen").
5. Make more of an attempt to:
a. Keep relationships with friends going.
b. Not be so hard on myself.
c. Be more bold.

I think that's it for now. It will be interesting to see whether I complete them (or at least some of them). I never set goals as well as New Years' Resolutions, knowing that I'll most likely not follow through with them. However, this time I'm going to try.

Thanks to a (very) late night conversation with Joe and this website, I discovered that the English language is not as boring as it seems. Go there, you might learn a fun fact or two.

2:22 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

I had to babysit my brother, Scott, while my mom and her boyfriend saw The Temptations (or what remains of them) in Atlantic City. This means that I basically practiced for my future role in society as "The Cat Lady," except the 25 cats were substituted by my brother. He wasn't as bad of a kitty as I expected.

I watched a total of 4 1/2 movies (Ferris Bueller's Day Off, 50 First Dates, Miss Congeniality, part of Zoolander and one other) Simultaneously, I ate...and ate...and ate some more. I'm aware that the day my metabolism craps out on me is always lurking over my shoulder, but I guess I should enjoy it while I can...before I develop the trademark Polish bubble butt to match an intimidating set of thunder thighs.

That's all, I have nothing else to say at the moment. Whomever reads this, as well as myself, should rejoice at this decision. Good morning to you all.

12:25 AM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Friday, June 25, 2004

I retract what I said about the rain being refreshing. It's turned into a massive downpour. Maybe I'll take a swim in the flooded backyard.

6:21 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

I'm aware that I haven't blogged in awhile, but this is because my dear ol' daddy did not pay the Internet bill. I haven't really done anything this week during the day, (I was so bored one day that I baked a cake! Since when does this Baker actually bake?) and at night I had play practice and hung out with a couple of friends.

What I would have blogged about would probably have been crazed rants induced by boredom, slight depression, and isolation. It's amazing what an empty house and a full mind can do to a person. I called Drew and talked to him and it all passed. That's mainly why I have this blog. In addition to friends, it helps me get passed stupid emotional phases. Communication seems to be the ultimate cure for everything to me.

You know what? Dan's been gone for two days and I miss him already. Geeze.

There is (rather WAS, the rain started) a band playing at a swim club right near my aunt's and they're really good. It was nice to just listen to it. This seems to be the only perk of having the swim club right next to us. The usual blare of a loudspeaker seems lost in memory now. All I can hear is the music; it's as refreshing as the falling rain right now.

Summer's not all that bad anymore.

5:34 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Sunday, June 13, 2004

If you wonder why I love Ben Folds, this is one of the many reason:

"I'm really not complaining
I realize it's just a job
And I hate hearing belly-aching rockstars
Whine and sob
'Cause I could be bussing tables
I could well be pumpin' gas
Yeah, but I get paid much finer
For playin' piano and kissin' ass"

If I don't go see him on July 7th, I think I'll end up staying home with my cat and a quart of Ben and Jerry's. Not like there's anything wrong with that (YES THERE IS) but for the sake of my sanity, children, I need to get tickets. Who's with me?

8:32 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Yesterday turned out to be more fun on a whole than I expected. At Kyle's birthday party, I had a good time, and got my ass kicked my little kids at bowling, and at DDR by...the machine, I guess. I made my little brother and my mom DDR which was funny, and made me feel a little better about my lack of skillz. Yeah, with a z.

After that, I went to Cold Spring and saw Rumplestilkskin with Bridget and Christina. It was insanely funny! Kyle Schuster was amazing, I think I nearly soiled my trousers a couple of times. Everyone was great; Sean as the Prime Minister (cough cough typecasting cough) was a fine fit, and Brook hitting a plastic baby over the head with a shiny stick thing was utterly priceless. Marina was hot as usual.

We went to Rita's afterwards, and before going there, Christina and I played Rock, Paper, Scissors to determine who would get the front seat in Bridget's van. I said "Rock!" and punched her in the ear, so I got the front seat. I think I'm going to try that out on my brothers...

I'm going to be 17 tomorrow, and you know what, I've really given up caring about my birthday. I guess this has to do with the fact that I've progressively given up caring about everything in general, and my birthday is probably included in that. Also, everything matters less to me than it did when I was a child. Everything was rainbows and sunshine, now they're all mediocre and satisfactory. I need something in my life that will help me to regain the unbridled joy I used to have.

Part two of this ramblefest: when I delve into thought, I become very unhappy. Sometimes it's because of who I am, sometimes it's because of my life. This time, it's both. Maybe it's because I'm not an outsider looking in at myself, but when I look around at others, it seems as though everyone has their "thing" that they're good at and I don't. A true passion, I guess. I haven't really found that yet. Sure, I love music, but I'm not a wonderful pianist, nor do I try exceptionally hard to become better. I'm good with science, but I don't love it as much as I once thought I did. I'm just floating around in limbo at the moment, trying to figure out what to do. That's why the topic of college and majors get me down sometimes. I have no idea what I want to do, only that I want to go to college, hopefully find something I love, then from there, live a magical life where I'm happy and everything is rainbows and sunshine again. I don't know if this is going to happen, and the thought of this frightens me. I'm horrible enough at dealing with change as it is.

Well, I'm done now. I have to attempt to motivate myself to write a persuasive paper on surveillance cameras for English, as well as another English assignment that's due.

School's out this Friday. Summer, here I come. Maybe you will bring some sunshine back into my life.

1:47 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Saturday, June 12, 2004

This is great.

11:11 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Wow. What just happened made my day.

My dad called me up and said, "Happy Birthday, honey." And I started laughing and said it wasn't today. In the background, I heard his girlfriend saying "It's Monday, you fucking retard!"

Tehe. My duddy is so funny!

12:53 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Last night, I watched a lot of the Reagan funeral services in California, and I have to say, it was beautiful. The setting, the eulogies, the Army Chorus and Air Force Band. Everything was perfect, and it truly focused more on his life and did not dwell on his passing. The Army Chorus sang "Bridge Over Troubled Water" and the Air Force Band played "Wachet auf, ruft uns die Stimme," which I thought was quite a coincidence. Who knew Reagan was a fan of the CB East Concert Choir! Unfortunetly, "Wachet Auf" wasn't sung, but maybe German would not have fit. I'd like to take the Army Chorus, or you know, just the tenors, and keep them...they were so good...

While many people are or will be attending Graduation parties this weekend, I will be attending...my little brother's 10th birthday party. It's not much of a bummer, considering it's at Brunswick Zone, and I might see Rumplestilkskin today. I'm looking forward to seeing certain people in that!

Rehearsals for "Julius Caesar" have started at Phillip's Mill, and they have been the highlight of my days. I have a few small roles, which I'm quite content with, and they are a Cobbler, a Servant (go lower class!) and Artemedorius or Artemedoria...Caesar's (Sean Phillip's) lover (I know, very "interesting") whose gender is uncertain at this point. Well, it's up to Sean, but we (as well as the whole cast) found this role to be very ironic. Deja vu, anyone? Other people from East are in it as well, like Marina, Justin Nordell, Kristin Meseck, and the old gang too. This summer at the Mill is going to be awesome!

I better go start a research paper that's due Tuesday for English. Oh, bloody joy. To all of you out there, have a great weekend!

11:51 AM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Thursday, June 03, 2004

A random song popped in my head today...can anyone say "100 Years of Broadway"...

Sing Hallelujah
And you'll shoo the blues away (Hallelu!)
When cares pursue ya
Gets you through the darkest day
Satan lies a-waitin'
And creatin' skies of grey (Skies of grey!)
But Hallelujah, hallelujah
Helps to shoo the clouds away

Anyway. If you have time on your hands, take The Geek Test.

It's worth it. My score was: 20.11834% - Geek

If you score higher than me, I'm going to date you. Yes you. In that case, nobody will take it now, haha.

3:11 PM | Jacquie | 0 comments links to this post

Me in a tree. Circa 1990.

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