Saturday, August 16, 2003
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey
The other day I found out Adrian and Laure-Anne's grandfather passed away. :( I feel really bad about saying those bad things about her... Well, that's how I felt at the time, I can't just erase it (err, technically I can, but I'm talking psychologically or err, something..).
Hmm, last night I had a very, very, strange dream... that felt somewhat pleasant, almost. O.o
To start, I'd already begun school (maybe this was really a NIGHTMARE?) and I was walking down Prince Edward with my backpack slung over my right shoulder. In the beginning it seemed like autumn, but I dropped my bag and it landed in some snow (how it can suddenly snow 10 cm of snow in 0.5 seconds is beyond me, but anyway..). Just then, Dustin walked up from behind me (still wearing that yellow, red and blue jacket. Or, I *think* that's what colour it is) and picked up my bag (ahhhh! I know you can't tell, but that's the second time I've typed 'bad' instead of 'bag'. Bloody nuisance these typos are) for me as I started to bend over and pick it up. I stood up and smiled as he handed it back to me, mumbling a 'thank you' and suddenly noticing that'd he'd grown over the summer, and must've been at least and inch and a half taller than me.
'Where's your boyfriend?' he asked me, and I noticed that his voice had become deeper.
'I don't have a boyfriend,' I said, and couldn't help but laugh and comment. 'You're voice is deeper!' He simply explained that he'd been at the family's cottage all summer (I have no idea why that would affect his height and voice).
We continued to walk to the bus stop (though the actual walk and the wait for the bus is missing from my memory banks. Seems there's been a bank robbery sometime in the night ¬_¬). When we got in it was horribly bright, sunlight reflecting off the white, cushiony benches and the white interior of the bus. No one was on the bus at all (not even the driver, now that I come to think of it), but he and I sat down anyway (together? Too bad dreams don't make any sense).
In a second, we were in a movie theatre, sitting in white cushiony seats and watching a blank, white screen, being blinded again by white lights on white-painted walls (are you noticing a trend, here?). We were in the middle isle, though the row we sat in had only three chairs. Dustin sat to the left of me, I was in the center and Mo was on my right. She seemed *completely* absorbed by the [non-existent] movie, with her right leg crossed over her left. So much so that she didn't even notice me almost shouting when I felt Dustin jab his elbow into my ribs: not a very violent jab, though it scared and hurt me nonetheless.
'Hey!' I said, kicking him jockingly with my foot. He pushed his shoulder into to mine, starting a 'bumper cars' game, though in the end I found my head nestled comfortably on it. I put my right hand on his arm and he stopped fussing (if you can call it that), letting us watch the movie. It felt comfortable beyond belief (even though I knew that this was just a dreamy, not-so-real feeling) and I almost started to fall asleep (in my dream, meaning that I slept while I was sleeping, if that makes any sense...).
Suddenly I woke up and found myself in my room, and I felt partially angry that I wasn't able to continue sleeping, soundly nestled on Dustin's arm.
Though then again, it was all a dream in the end, wasn't it?
TF
Saturday, August 16, 2003
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
Heeeeeeeeeeey--
BLARGH!!! Damn Topcities! >.< Now I know why I never liked it in the first place. Every time you make an update, it doesn't show up on the site until you refresh about, 5 million times!! ARGH!!! There are are two banners that I can't move to the bottom of the page, so they always block out Parminder's face (and the scan are soo.... bad quality? The colour is always an off-white. Maybe it's the paper I'm using).
It was Cat + Adrian's 6th month anniversary today. They went horseback riding (Adian kept it a surprise, though). I was pretty sure Cat was conviced that they were going to the zoo, lol. ^_^ After they left today, I went online (due to boredom [sigh]) and then I was talking to Laure-Anne (sorry if this seems kinda off subject).
First, Laure-Anne makes me wait like, 5 minutes before she even says "hi". Then she says, "It's Cat and Adrian's 6th anniversary today". Um, I'm kinda Cat's sister. Does she think I'm an idiot or something? I kinda already knew that. Anyway, then she continues, "And I know where they went.
". Just the fact that she put that grin there drives me up the wall. It gives me the impression that she thinks that somehow knowing that piece of "secret" information makes her very unique and that I'm not supposed to know, therefore when she tells me that she knows, I'm supposed to be ohhing and ahhing and trying to pry it out of her. (Ahem) MOVING ON. I replied, "Me too." Then she sent me an ANGRY face! What the hell for? She sent me, "
", saying, "Why do YOU know?". I distinctly remember her emphasizing on "YOU".
(my comments: MAYBE I know because I'm her SISTER. HMMMM. I DON'T know! *sarcasm*)
I said, "Adrian asked me if Cat would like it or not". Then she sent a frowning smiley face and stopped talking to me. GRR!
I Don't know if it's because so many people think I'm a real bitch or because I always over-exaggerate things to make it look that way, but I've found that I can't talk to ANYONE without feeling extremely insulted or pissed off about something. Maybe I just don't have good conversational skills. O.o Or, maybe people are just so thick that they say things without knowing the kind of effects on people. Anyway, I'm hungry and want to eat supper. TTYL
TF
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
Monday, August 11, 2003
Hey there--
Yesterday, I created a new website on Topcities which was originally for the whole "Natall story" thing, but now it's probably just going to be a home for all my art. I drew a picture of Yuffie, too, because last night I couldn't sleep. Originally I was trying to draw a picture of Riku, then just any old person, then Kairi, then Yuffie. O.o I'll put it up when I scan it in (which is hopefully sometime soon).
I STILL can't finished the third chapter to my damned fic, but I've started a songfic which is just helping me pass the time.
Augh, I was talking to Megan and I realized how FUCKIN ANNOYING she is (didn't I realize that a while ago?).
~°º¤ø,¸ I Nightcrawler ¸,ø¤º° ~ says:
oh yeah and I was right when i said Alan Cumming wasn't gay...
(my comments: So, basically what she's saying here is 'I told you so,' even though I never disagreed with her in the first place. Right.)
~°º¤ø,¸ I Nightcrawler ¸,ø¤º° ~ says:
...he's just bisexual
So easy to lose, hard to redeem; Loss and Redemption; of your inner being says:
lol
(my comments: And then here I am, just being chatty or whatever, and then...)
~°º¤ø,¸ I Nightcrawler ¸,ø¤º° ~ says:
yeah i guess its kindda funny
(my comments: It's like she's saying, "Yeah, I guess that's kinda funny...If your a moron." GRRR!!! >.< What the hell does she want me to say then? How much you wanna bet that if I didn't say anything, she'd complain or something like that?)
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I just repeatedly blocked and unblocked her just to spite her. I'm so low. U.U Oh well, I just deleted her email, so as long as she stays out of my face, it's all good.
TF (the very low, spiteful, hating person who is in a grumpy mood right now)
Monday, August 11, 2003