Spent some time in a creek today...with my British friend...tried to thow his shoes in the creek...he beat me up the hill.
Colleen got went. So I thought I'd get wet to be fair. Nice of me
Zach came back. I'm waiting for him to drop dead in the middle of safety town.
Tuesday, June 24, 2003
Monday, June 23, 2003
Once upon a time, there was a normal, average, boring teenager livng in middle Ameria, in a small suburb to a completely obsolete city. She lived the life of which is stereotypical- no boyfriend, fat ass, and a summer filled with everything but the one thing she wanted to be doing- reading. Instead she was forced to do volunteering at a local service which we shall adress as "Safety Town". This was because she went to a Catholic school, which she liked deep down, tough she'd ever admit it. Especially not after how bad she always got shafted at soccer.
A week of safety town had gone by. It was painful, and her joy could only be found in her child for the second session- whom we shall call "Zach". Her weekend looked promising- she could fill it ding the oe tingshe loved- reading. And it wasn't just any reading, but it was a poplar book (so popular it got its own party) which we shall refer to as "Harry Potter".
However, for this girl, there could be no happiness. For the book's ending was sad. So sad that she actually went around for the weekend in a daze wishing she had someone to gripe about it with, though no one she knew could possibly read the book as fast as she could and still sleep. But the weekend slowly came to its conclusion, bringing her a small ray of sunshie or two- her friend, "Katie" would be finished with the book, too, and there was always young Zachary to distract her.
But, alas, happiness was not wanted for this girl. For she returned to safety town, and it was the day on which they would visit the fire station. Zach had not come by the time the bus had, so she was forced to abandon the wait for him, due do a nasty hypocritical woman, who shall only be referred to as "Officer Anna".
Hope seemed to spring up, though, when Zach arrived a half hour late, directly at the fire station. Sadly, the first ikling of hope was instantly shattered whenhe dragged himself out of the van sporting three massive bites, of what she could not tell instantly. They were large, filed with pus, and one was still bleeding.
After carrying the child up to the front of the crowded students by the fire truck, she proceeded to walk back to the mother and ask what happened. Apparently, Zach had gotten bit by a spider the previous day. The girl was somewhat flabbergasted- what could she do? Nothing except do whatever the horrible slave driving nazi instructors told her.
The tour, which had been earing its end upon Zach's arrval, finaly convened, and the students proceeded out to the bus. However, as we were in a firestation, there was an opputunity for a paramedic to give a quick glance at Zach's leg. One of the nazi instructors was asked by Zach's mom to hold the bus for a few minutes, until Zach could leave. (Later, this girl had a quick chat with some of her friends and lerned that this instructor had made no attempt to wait for her) The paramedics instanly knew that these bites were bad. The girl was roughly handed Zach's youngest brother, a mere baby, and this girl was not good wth babies. After several minutes of trying not to drop the baby, she was relieed of this uty, and sent onanother- to check on Zach's brother Matthew. Matthew was a stubborn, whiny brat, most unlike his bright, happy brother.
Several useless minutes were wasted trying to get Matthew to cooperate. Zach was loaded into his mother's van, and she was directed to immediatel proceed to the hospital.
This left the girl behind. Stranded in a fire station is not the most imaginative place for a teenage girl. The firefighters quckly came to her rescue, offering her a ride back to Safety Town.
On the way, an awkward silence ensued, which the firefighter driving her proceeded to try to obviate. He told her of a friend of his who had been bitten by the same spider as Zach, and had done nothing to assist herself for 24 hours- which eventually led her to be attached to an IV in the hospital fr a month. This greatly alarmed the girl- for Zach was only five, had recieved three bites, and had been left untreated for nearly as long.
The girl spent the rest of the day pondering the unfairness of reality. And the unfainess of unreality. She also had to endure three hours of soccer, doing nothing productive, as she was the golie, and there is only so much a goalie can do for three hours...
So, in conclusion, the girl learned that no one cares what the girl wants. Though the child she had in the third session was the most hated, he recieved no fatal (or near to) bites, while her favorite student did. Though the character in the book whom was one of the favorites of hers, if not the favorite, this character was killed, leaving another good character (not to mention the girl) sad and depressed. Though she expected to find refuge in her friend, her friend was just as over-wrought over the ending as she was. Though she wanted time to remain home to re-read and ponder this book, she was forced to endure volunteering with young shildren and soccer.
The moral of this story is that life sucks, but one just has to wait for the next day (or next book) to come. Howeer, one day, it has to end. And rarely does it end on a happy note.
A week of safety town had gone by. It was painful, and her joy could only be found in her child for the second session- whom we shall call "Zach". Her weekend looked promising- she could fill it ding the oe tingshe loved- reading. And it wasn't just any reading, but it was a poplar book (so popular it got its own party) which we shall refer to as "Harry Potter".
However, for this girl, there could be no happiness. For the book's ending was sad. So sad that she actually went around for the weekend in a daze wishing she had someone to gripe about it with, though no one she knew could possibly read the book as fast as she could and still sleep. But the weekend slowly came to its conclusion, bringing her a small ray of sunshie or two- her friend, "Katie" would be finished with the book, too, and there was always young Zachary to distract her.
But, alas, happiness was not wanted for this girl. For she returned to safety town, and it was the day on which they would visit the fire station. Zach had not come by the time the bus had, so she was forced to abandon the wait for him, due do a nasty hypocritical woman, who shall only be referred to as "Officer Anna".
Hope seemed to spring up, though, when Zach arrived a half hour late, directly at the fire station. Sadly, the first ikling of hope was instantly shattered whenhe dragged himself out of the van sporting three massive bites, of what she could not tell instantly. They were large, filed with pus, and one was still bleeding.
After carrying the child up to the front of the crowded students by the fire truck, she proceeded to walk back to the mother and ask what happened. Apparently, Zach had gotten bit by a spider the previous day. The girl was somewhat flabbergasted- what could she do? Nothing except do whatever the horrible slave driving nazi instructors told her.
The tour, which had been earing its end upon Zach's arrval, finaly convened, and the students proceeded out to the bus. However, as we were in a firestation, there was an opputunity for a paramedic to give a quick glance at Zach's leg. One of the nazi instructors was asked by Zach's mom to hold the bus for a few minutes, until Zach could leave. (Later, this girl had a quick chat with some of her friends and lerned that this instructor had made no attempt to wait for her) The paramedics instanly knew that these bites were bad. The girl was roughly handed Zach's youngest brother, a mere baby, and this girl was not good wth babies. After several minutes of trying not to drop the baby, she was relieed of this uty, and sent onanother- to check on Zach's brother Matthew. Matthew was a stubborn, whiny brat, most unlike his bright, happy brother.
Several useless minutes were wasted trying to get Matthew to cooperate. Zach was loaded into his mother's van, and she was directed to immediatel proceed to the hospital.
This left the girl behind. Stranded in a fire station is not the most imaginative place for a teenage girl. The firefighters quckly came to her rescue, offering her a ride back to Safety Town.
On the way, an awkward silence ensued, which the firefighter driving her proceeded to try to obviate. He told her of a friend of his who had been bitten by the same spider as Zach, and had done nothing to assist herself for 24 hours- which eventually led her to be attached to an IV in the hospital fr a month. This greatly alarmed the girl- for Zach was only five, had recieved three bites, and had been left untreated for nearly as long.
The girl spent the rest of the day pondering the unfairness of reality. And the unfainess of unreality. She also had to endure three hours of soccer, doing nothing productive, as she was the golie, and there is only so much a goalie can do for three hours...
So, in conclusion, the girl learned that no one cares what the girl wants. Though the child she had in the third session was the most hated, he recieved no fatal (or near to) bites, while her favorite student did. Though the character in the book whom was one of the favorites of hers, if not the favorite, this character was killed, leaving another good character (not to mention the girl) sad and depressed. Though she expected to find refuge in her friend, her friend was just as over-wrought over the ending as she was. Though she wanted time to remain home to re-read and ponder this book, she was forced to endure volunteering with young shildren and soccer.
The moral of this story is that life sucks, but one just has to wait for the next day (or next book) to come. Howeer, one day, it has to end. And rarely does it end on a happy note.
Okay, thats it, I can't take it any more. The Harry Potter freak in me must get out. I'll keep it vague, but I dunno exactly what I'm gonna say, so y'all might not wanna read this if you haven't finished HP5.
It is so depressing. All the other books were so happy. Even the fourth one wasn't as sad. Especially the fact of who it is that dies...okay, okay, I won't say who, but yeah, sum one dies. Deal with it. I certainly can't. At least Katie and I spent the whole day pondering on it. We both were very depressed today. Here are the following reasons of why I am depressed:
~Harry Potter 5. Why does it end like that? It just...ends. Sadness...
~Safety Town. The only, only, only, kid I like out of the three got bitten by a spider. A Brown Recluse. Or omething like that. Apparntaly, they are the deadliest spiders around this area. And this firefighter (yeah, I got driven back to ST by a fireman b/c Olivia sent the bus off without me, the bitch) said that he knew this grown guy who got bitten by one- just once, and was in the hospital for a month. Zach's 5. AHHHHHHH
~Soccer Camp. Those two words have the power to sink me deep into sadness.
~Cameron just needs to explode- all of his stupid water mght help hm with that.
Yeah, these are just the main things. I also haven't eaten anything, b/c I am depressed. Its weird how a stupid book can do this to me. (its not real, its not real, gotta keep telling myself that.) Plus I wake up this morning and couldn't breathe. It was weird. Maybe I have SARS.
Aren't we all surprised I wrote? I actually found time. Caitlin, you haven't been online, I hope to assume that you are reading. I'll be disappointed in you otherwise.
later daiz
It is so depressing. All the other books were so happy. Even the fourth one wasn't as sad. Especially the fact of who it is that dies...okay, okay, I won't say who, but yeah, sum one dies. Deal with it. I certainly can't. At least Katie and I spent the whole day pondering on it. We both were very depressed today. Here are the following reasons of why I am depressed:
~Harry Potter 5. Why does it end like that? It just...ends. Sadness...
~Safety Town. The only, only, only, kid I like out of the three got bitten by a spider. A Brown Recluse. Or omething like that. Apparntaly, they are the deadliest spiders around this area. And this firefighter (yeah, I got driven back to ST by a fireman b/c Olivia sent the bus off without me, the bitch) said that he knew this grown guy who got bitten by one- just once, and was in the hospital for a month. Zach's 5. AHHHHHHH
~Soccer Camp. Those two words have the power to sink me deep into sadness.
~Cameron just needs to explode- all of his stupid water mght help hm with that.
Yeah, these are just the main things. I also haven't eaten anything, b/c I am depressed. Its weird how a stupid book can do this to me. (its not real, its not real, gotta keep telling myself that.) Plus I wake up this morning and couldn't breathe. It was weird. Maybe I have SARS.
Aren't we all surprised I wrote? I actually found time. Caitlin, you haven't been online, I hope to assume that you are reading. I'll be disappointed in you otherwise.
later daiz
Sunday, June 22, 2003
Oh, god, its been a whole week. I have nothing deep to reflect on, except Harry PotteFive, which I finished, but everyone will prolly kill me if I ruin it now, since I am like one of the few in the world who has finished it. So I won't er..........."reflect" (ewe, I feel like a theology teacher saying that) onit till maybe some time next week. Oh, and I prolly won't have another blog entry until next weekend, so don't be looking for one.
Here is my week in review:
Monday-Thrsday
8:30-2:30 Safety Town (which is turning into quite the adventure...)
After: (Mon and Wed) Soccer (Tues-Thurs) Softball (Bearden's has finlly lost guys)
~by thursday, I was so tired that I managed to fall asleep during the rally inning of a softball game. I was that tired from the chilluns
Friday
8:30-2:30 Safety Town- got yelled at by officer Anna for being a little to talkative with Robert....ooooooooooops, sry guys, what can I say, British people are cool!
7:30- First official meeting of OSBCTOY at Max and Ermas (I am officially indited as VP)
9:00- 2 Fast 2Furious- sweet movie! Got a little overstimulated. I like car chases, torture, Paul Walker, and money. This was a good movie for me (however un mind stimulating it was for you Caitlin)
11:00-BORDERS! Harry Potter Release party. Oh, we know we had fun. I read during some of it- bout a spanish slang book and Artemis Fowl #3.
Saturday
12:01- HP5 officially released.
1:00- come home, read some of my book. Half of it, actually.
3:00- sleep
6:45- wake. Without an alarm. Recommence my reading.
8:45- finish the reading. Decide now might be a good time to eat. After I do mindless things like watching TV
9:45- Dorbell rings- FedEx has delivered my copy of HP5. Narly run over my mom to get at it. Start reading
10:30- Forced to abandon my reading to go to softball. Now on page 75
12:30- return from softball, forced to shower and drss for the graduation party
1:00- read, tell mom I'm getting ready still
2:30- Mom comes upstairs and discovers I am perfectly ready to go. Forced once again to stop reading (not allowed to bring book) Go to party. Pig out, since all I have had is a bagel.
4:30- Return from graduation party. BORING! Oh, how I would rather have been reading. Re-recommence my reading.
Sunday
1:07- finish reading. I was sad it was over. When do you think the sixth is coming out? Got ready for bed and caught upin my journals (I'm keeping a safety town one, too)
1:52- Entered REM cycle
9:00- arose, ate a bagel
10:00- Went to driving school. Doodled on worksheets while thinking of Harry Potter (the books, not the person, Caitlin)
12:00 retuned home, decided to go online.
1:09-here typing
(now, here's what I wil soon be doing)
(After I get off)-wander around doing nothng and starting stuff and stopping two minuted later, b/c my mind is still working out 870 pages of Harry Potter.
4:00- forced to go to softball
8:30- Return from softball. Get ready for bed, prolly watch some mind numbingTV. get in bed and don't fall asleep for hours b/c I am still working out Harry Potter while telling myself I better go to sleep b/c I have safety Town tomorrow and I hav to get up at 7:30 at least.
Thats my week in a nutshell. Or two. Or maybe like a whole container of Planter's Nutshells. You get the idea.
I'll be back next weekend. Maybe I'll even be able to sneak somthing in this week, though I have Safey Town and Soccer camp. Not that itmatters- no one reads this anyway.
SOMEONE FINISH HARRY POTTER ALREADY SO I CAN TALK ABOUT THE END!!!!!!!!
sry bout the typos
later daiz
Zelda wisdom: Hash Pipes come shaped like clowns
Here is my week in review:
Monday-Thrsday
8:30-2:30 Safety Town (which is turning into quite the adventure...)
After: (Mon and Wed) Soccer (Tues-Thurs) Softball (Bearden's has finlly lost guys)
~by thursday, I was so tired that I managed to fall asleep during the rally inning of a softball game. I was that tired from the chilluns
Friday
8:30-2:30 Safety Town- got yelled at by officer Anna for being a little to talkative with Robert....ooooooooooops, sry guys, what can I say, British people are cool!
7:30- First official meeting of OSBCTOY at Max and Ermas (I am officially indited as VP)
9:00- 2 Fast 2Furious- sweet movie! Got a little overstimulated. I like car chases, torture, Paul Walker, and money. This was a good movie for me (however un mind stimulating it was for you Caitlin)
11:00-BORDERS! Harry Potter Release party. Oh, we know we had fun. I read during some of it- bout a spanish slang book and Artemis Fowl #3.
Saturday
12:01- HP5 officially released.
1:00- come home, read some of my book. Half of it, actually.
3:00- sleep
6:45- wake. Without an alarm. Recommence my reading.
8:45- finish the reading. Decide now might be a good time to eat. After I do mindless things like watching TV
9:45- Dorbell rings- FedEx has delivered my copy of HP5. Narly run over my mom to get at it. Start reading
10:30- Forced to abandon my reading to go to softball. Now on page 75
12:30- return from softball, forced to shower and drss for the graduation party
1:00- read, tell mom I'm getting ready still
2:30- Mom comes upstairs and discovers I am perfectly ready to go. Forced once again to stop reading (not allowed to bring book) Go to party. Pig out, since all I have had is a bagel.
4:30- Return from graduation party. BORING! Oh, how I would rather have been reading. Re-recommence my reading.
Sunday
1:07- finish reading. I was sad it was over. When do you think the sixth is coming out? Got ready for bed and caught upin my journals (I'm keeping a safety town one, too)
1:52- Entered REM cycle
9:00- arose, ate a bagel
10:00- Went to driving school. Doodled on worksheets while thinking of Harry Potter (the books, not the person, Caitlin)
12:00 retuned home, decided to go online.
1:09-here typing
(now, here's what I wil soon be doing)
(After I get off)-wander around doing nothng and starting stuff and stopping two minuted later, b/c my mind is still working out 870 pages of Harry Potter.
4:00- forced to go to softball
8:30- Return from softball. Get ready for bed, prolly watch some mind numbingTV. get in bed and don't fall asleep for hours b/c I am still working out Harry Potter while telling myself I better go to sleep b/c I have safety Town tomorrow and I hav to get up at 7:30 at least.
Thats my week in a nutshell. Or two. Or maybe like a whole container of Planter's Nutshells. You get the idea.
I'll be back next weekend. Maybe I'll even be able to sneak somthing in this week, though I have Safey Town and Soccer camp. Not that itmatters- no one reads this anyway.
SOMEONE FINISH HARRY POTTER ALREADY SO I CAN TALK ABOUT THE END!!!!!!!!
sry bout the typos
later daiz
Zelda wisdom: Hash Pipes come shaped like clowns