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well hello.
i hope all is well.
i'm fine, thank you for asking.
not too much, school and whatnot being a bore but nothing's really new.
how about you, what's been going on?
that sounds nice.
do you really? now?
ok then, goodbye.
yes.
buh bye.

how come most of my online conversations seem to be going along those lines? at some point in my life, i think i was interesting.

i do like hats though. met someone today with a lovely hat who ended up being someone who danielly and skippy know so we all went off and faffed around rideau for a bit and simon was there too and i might have been overly insane about professing my undying love to his hat which may have creeped him out and i do believe this is a run-on sentence.

i'm going to parliament tomorrow after lunch. should at least be better than class.

stop the presses! there's something new and exciting happening. oh but it's over now. ...and i forget what it was.

ok it has just taken me over half an hour to finish one sentence. i think i'm easily distracted.

it is raining! as in not snowing. and i'm pretty sure i just saw a bird outside. i do believe that spring has sprung. now all i need is for the snow to go away and the river to not be covered in ice.

anyways, aside from the weather, today is uneventful. i am working on my project (that is not a joke, i really am). the polish gina put on my nails is getting chippy so i may take it off whenever i'm not as lazy.

in other news, kid i babysit's birthday yesterday, she is now the age i was when she was born (it's 8). also, the lady who was my nanny or whatnot is coming over tomorrow and it's a whole big thing for me. i have not seen her since i was about 4 so i'm all nervous about wanting to impress her and trying to remember her and stuff.

and just so you know, i do worry. i hope everyone who's in a rough patch feels better, you know who you are.

i like my closet.

well i'm back in ottawa. must say, had a lovely time in california and i cannot wait to return. it is spring now but it's still all cold and snowy out. i will meet chewy in montreal sometime during the easter break and i'm very happy about that because it's only a couple weeks away and it seems rather definite. so ya..i've pretty much done nothing since i got here..unpacked and all... should probably work on my phys ed project at some point or other. school starts again monday...BLEAGH!!!! the man next to me on the plane from washington to ottawa writes crossword puzzles. it was downright marvelous to see everyone again. hope gina passes biology and dylan sorts out whatever that tax issue is and people come over here because i miss you terribly and that no one gets hurt or dies or anything along those lines and that they start putting more cookies into the chips ahoy packages. i'm going to go glue stuff to the wall now.

i am happy. it seems that all is well. i love here. here is nice. i'd verily like to stay. i feel much better. divine's a good word for it. it's wonderful.

I
AM
PACKED
AND READY
TO GO TO THE
AIRPORT TO GET
TO CALIFORNIA!!!!!!

i am one excited little person i am. i even colour-coded my clothing. weeeee!

first off, i was very happy a few moments ago so don't mind me, i'll be just peachy in a few moments.

"every day i find myself in these situations that make me expect her to be there. but shes not."

it's like here. i get that feeling every day. all the places are pretty much the same and the weather's still crap, but it doesn't feel like home.

people who i loved are gone or changed, or maybe it's because i left and i changed. one is still around and i love her so much, but we don't see much of each other anymore and i miss her even though she's right here.

i really like the friends i've made here this year too, they're wonderful people and fun and smart and slightly unstable.

but despite that, things feel wrong.

when i wake up, i expect things to be the same as they were before, but they're not. nothing will ever be the same.

i love you all. so much. it fills my head.

there's never a moment when i stop thinking about going back, and now i'm going back in two days and i'm so excited but i'm scared that nothing is going to be the same. i'm scared that the people i love are different now or that i am, and that things between everyone have gone awry.

and i know that of course things change, but that doesn't mean i'm ok with it. i cling to the past too much. it's a problem of mine that i'm sure many are familiar with.

what niko said in that post, i've been mentally quoting it at least a few times a day since reading it. mckay would call this a cultured hell.

everything seems to be the same, which makes it harder to look around and see how different it is.

it is march break- no school for two weeks= YAY
i finally watched freddy vs jason= YAY
i am coming to santa rosa day after tomorrow= ENORMOUSLY HUGE YAY

this is nice.


PS: comment. anyone. anything. please. now.
PPS: still ecstatic.

ohhhh i got free pie!
yes children, on this fine day, dearest alex from my math and phys ed classes gave me a ratherly nice and large coconut cream pie. i went down to the dorm area ('cause she's a bording student) with her and got it at lunch and then we spent the rest of lunch watching deuce bigalo on cable with violent child (i think her name is jasmine but i really don't know). good times. good pie. ate it on the roof of the rideau centre with her and simon and it was yummy and good times. then went down to trivium (goth clothing store annie would be in love with) and i (brace yourselves now) tried on a dress. but then i left my backpack there and i missed my bus because i had to go get it and then i had to take the 152 and it took forever.
oh oh and we watched ET in english because we're doing stuff with screenplays and it's all example-y and it was nifty.
5 days until california, 2 days until school is in a coma for 2 weeks.
and there was an assembly today because someone graffitid the guy's lockers to read tam likes the cock or something along those lines. it was hilarious. but i don't think it was supposed to be because everytime i laughed, varley (art teacher, has issues with me) gave me looks that were not overly pleasant. heh...ya.
i'm going to do like mike: if you actually read this or even just pretend to, can you post something so i don't feel like i'm talking to myself. not that i don't do that anyways...
crap i'm almost out of gummi worms.

ok so i'm in a good mood 'cause i'll be in san francisco in what i like to call 7 days, 1 hours, 15 minutes (!!!!!!). and and and and and and and and shannon had chocolate chip muffins at lunch. and i played knuckles and i think i lost because mine hurt. and i'm going to carp tomorrow to the deifenbunker (is that how you spell it?) (it's an old old old world war something bombshelter)and i only have like two classes and one's phys ed.
stapeler says:
and you cant eat everything with chopsticks
that's james. he's an odd...whatnot, but he's vary nice. and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and that's all folks.

dude the sens game was all violent on friday and it made me very happy ('specially spezza's face off in the third, he just leapt right at him, ignored the puck completely). it was nifty, sitting in a box at the 67's game for graham's birthday with the television screen showing the sens game. you know you're canadian when...
i think the Hall's think i'm a bad influence. not that it's that far off or anything but still. i went to yumiko's house for dinner last night and i haven't been there in a long bit but it was fun. there's this waitress at the barley mow who scares the crap out of me but i don't know why. and MARCH BREAK STARTS FRIDAY AND I'M LEAVING FOR CALIFORNIA IN 8 DAYS!!!!!!! even the bus driver knows. i think i'm an excitable person. jellyfish have no brains. snaps are called snaps because they snap.

ok so i stutter, it's not like it's new. i love to go for walks. and tim horton's. and stuff nick makes. and future tea parties.

ok so still on the previous subject: from what i hear, this all started when a "potential donor" to the school saw a theatre ashbury production and complained to matthews about it. this "potential donor" (i heard something about it being an ambassador, i'm not sure) had enough influence to get theatre ashbury censored which lead to the resignation of simpson, who has gained the loyalty of many students. a walk out may take place during monday morning's assembly if petitions and letters are not considered. and graham's last name is funny.

From : G Schof
Sent : March 1, 2004 9:53:32 PM
Subject : Censorship

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Mr. Greg Simpson announced today the Theatre Ashbury that he will be resigning as director of theatre ashbury, on grounds of censorship from the school administration, after this year's production is over

I for one, am not to amused at this fact.

I am Graham Schofield, a concerned grade 11 student currently taking grade 11 dramatic arts. Theatre is a form of expression, a medium for which people to display opinions, beliefs, and culture. It is not something meant to be form fitted for Tam Matthews' personal belief.

damn straight.