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May 2, 2004
Another boring Sunday rolls by, I really do want to get out of this house for just a bit. Being stuck in the house gets boring after a while. There's not much on TV right now, just Beastmaster on WB, and I tell you - that man gets better looking with time - his body is in great shape. But I am telling you, I am so bored I'd really like to mow the lawn. Or wash the dishes. But my Dad won't let mow the lawn. And the dishes are already washed. I almost wish I could've gone with Charles yesterday, at least I would've had some fun. Geez!

Some hours later...
Oh I'm watching "White Squall," I've seen some bits and pieces of it before, but never tha whole continuous part. It is so sad, God. I hate sad movies, especially when they include boats and dead people. The acting is superb, moving...Hollywood has some real geniuses over there. Uh, but it has been a real slow afternoon, I feel as if everything has been going in slow motion. Hugh called again, but just as I had gotten out of the shower. I didn't bother to call him back though, I don't know what game he's up to, and I think I need a little time to figure what exactly it is. I'm trying not to be mean, but it's just not normal, you know? You don't just walk back into someone's life after eight months. Maybe he's lonely, but he said very clearly, "I need a girl to wile out with." I don't know if any of you have any knowledge of our so-called ebonic language, but wile out can be translated loosely to - a girl to hang out with; a semi-girlfriend without the strings; a girl that can be considered 'easy' because you can kiss, you can touch, and you don't have to go through all the trouble of the actual girlfriend-boyfriend relationship process. I don't think that I want to be considered in those terms. I actually thought long and hard about that one, and I think that would just emotionally damage me more, and that's not something I need right now. Maybe I'm overanalyzing things.

But on to local news! A Calvin Klein billboard on 38th and Lafayette I believe, in Manhattan, has all the pious people in the world up in arms. It features a sweaty threesome, consisting of a female with her wandering hands stuck down one guy's pants, and another male looking on. Personally, I don't mind it. I don't even live in Manhattan. But for the people that do, they should get off their holier-than-thou horses because they're the same people sneaking off to the porn store when no one can see them. Sex sells. It's a known fact. The only way to break such a marketing standard, is to not buy the product. But it appeals to the buyer. That's just the way this world is.

Our clever Mayor Doomburg has raised the taxi fare, after it had been stable for the longest while. I swear, every time I turn around we're getting a tax cut, and then something else is raised. Like $4.00 for a gallon of milk? It's not even good milk for crying out loud! I'm just hoping all my fellow Democrats who fell off the Mark Green bandwagon last year will get a Democrat in office next election year, cause if Giuliani was dumb, Doomburg is dumber.

And also something that was not so local; I heard that a man fell off the Superman Rollercoaster at Six Flags in Massachusetts and died. I know this is not going to stop people from riding the thing anyway, but this has just really intensified my fear of riding coasters even more. I've been on a roller coaster three times in my sixteen years. Once was when I was about six or seven at Dutch Wonderland in PA. It was not a good experience. Then, there was the baby roller coaster at Six Flags in NJ. That wasn't so bad. But about two or three years ago, my then-boyfriend Michael, literally dragged me on to the Batman ride. I was scared out of my life, but it was kind of fun. But now hearing this, I don't think I'll ever go again. I'm tired, it's 10:30, and I have a feeling I'm going to have a long day tomorrow. I have to go to the gym early in the morning, around eight, and this lady from my mom's school needs help at KCC's library for her research project. She wants to be there around 3:00 which is totally impossible, because I am not missing General Hospital for anyone. ANYONE!

May 1, 2004
The first day of May! How quaint. School is almost done, thank you Jesus. But it's the first day of May, and Charles is already calling me up to hang out with him and his friends - dinner and movie. I turned him down, partly because Ij had to babysit my brother, and partly because I'd rather be one-on-one with him than in a group situation. A little bit of midnight seduction, you know what I mean? I'm a dirty girl, I know it, but we both like me that way. Most of the time I miss him, just being with him, hearing his voice, my stomach tickles with the giddiness of it. But I miss his kiss too - for all his faults, he knows how to give a girl some loving. But I still want to know what he's up to, even though he's as sexy as hell. Good thing he can't read this. I wouldn't want him to get an inflated ego. He's already bad enough as it is. :-) Anywayz, site-wise, I added a commentator thingy as I've already mentioned, and I think that I'm gooing to drop the tagboard or maybe tweak it a little for version 2. I'm going to try to get a job during the summer so I can get my own site, because it seems like I can't get hosted anywhere, although I'm still trying. I have a feeling this going to be a crazy month. A very crazy month.

April 30, 2004
I have such an insane week; Here's the rundown:

* Mr. Abousselman (Health/HPE12 Teacher) announces major test on Tuesday. No sweat. This is what crammers like moi, live for.
* Mr. Veisfeld (Physics/PHY11 Teacher) announces major test on Tuesday. I still have to review 2nd Newton's law, type out my formula guide, and review the oh-so-lovable forces of friction.
* My CP11/Computer Teacher is giving me a severe case of the creeps. This is the 2nd time in a row he has been absent from class because of what he says is the fault of 'corrupted judges.' It makes me wonder what kind of trouble he's been getting himself in.
* Excel is driving me crazy! It's not the first time I've messed with the program in purely experimental terms, but there are these annoying things called Goalseeker and What If Functions that my mind cannot get a hold of. Plus, Microsoft Access is coming up soon, in the curriculum and I still don't know what the hell a primary key or relational database is.
* I NEED TO GO SHOPPING! But I've been holding off on buying anything because I want a better fit on my clothes and I have such an extreme weight complex. (This is just my personal opinion, I'm not 400 pounds or anything, I'm actually like 134. I'd like to tone up a little, and lose some flab off the normal problem areas. Until then, you can count on me wearing sweatsuits to school everyday - cause I will be hanging out by the gym.
* And I know Charles has something up his sleeve, ex-boyfriends don't call you out of the blue for no reason at all. It's not normal. I wish I could read minds, it would really help.

April 27, 2004
It's funny how he can just be there for a moment - and I'm swept away all over again. Charles called me tonight - I haven't been in any kind of contact with him since September. We talked about old times and stuff for over an hour. It was crazy, hearing from him again, but he made me feel warm inside. I haven't felt that way in months - just drifting through this incredible numbness, not being able to feel anything at all. I'd almost forgotten how he could light me up again. The funny thing is, today of all days I was thinking about him, ALOT, and more than usual. And today of all days, he decides to call. I think we've always had weird timing.
I just wish I could hold on to this feeling, this magic, just a little longer. Cause I know tomorrow will be cold again...

April 23,2004
Ah...Another weekend rolls around. I love weekends, I must confess. The funny thing is - I used to love it even more when I was working last summer. 40 hours a week - working the regular nine to five, and when Fridays came around, I was the happiest girl this side of the Mississipi. (Did I spell it right? I could never get it right!:-))But ever since I dropped my biology class (shh...keep it on the DL! I haven't told my mother yet!) I think I can handle everything else now. Including the ramblings of my physics teacher. Half the time I don't know what the hell he is saying, but who cares? Thank God for my tutor. I could just kiss the man, I could. NOTE: The statement written prior to this does not imply any sexual, romantic, or amorous desires towards my tutor. Cause' I know some of you have dirty minds! He has just been so much help to me.
Hopefully and maybe luckily, when the time comes for my mom wanting to kill me, we'll be thousands of miles away from each other. I'm just hoping luck will be on my side. Oh! I forgot to mention, I just added a Comment Thingy, so people will be able to comment on my blog entries. Try it out! Purty Please!