*rubs her face and stares blankly at the screen* Where's Ryan? Where's my buddy? I need you. I need someone to rant to. God, I'm gonna freaking pop. *curls up* Ryaaaan...

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muhahahaha, that was fun.

haha, my list of gifties!

~ Micron inking pens
~ li'l dolphin/whale trinkets
~ posable wooden hand for drawing
~ 2 T-shirts
~ 2 Phish CD's (Round Room and The Siket Disc)
~ Paul McCartney CD (Driving Rain)
~ A letter jacket
~ Beatles poster (huge, high quality, FRAMED)
~ Beatles Calendar
~ 3 professional quality animation books
~ 2 professional quality Digital animation books
~ expensive orca figurine
~ nice Bristol board drawing paper
~ dog pajama pants and socks
~ PS2
~ Dance Dance Revolution (with pads and all!!)
~ Lord of the Rings game
~ Final Fantasy X

Ooooooh joy!! I can't BELIEVE my parents got me a ps2!! After all this time they've said it'll never happen. XD Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! *dances*

K, I'm not PO'd at Trish anymore. Talked to her. We're both cool. I think i'll delete that journal entry because she deleted hers. Make me feel less guilty for getting upset so quickly. XB

aha, dear, read your deadjournal. I can see why you asked me. You could have told me, you know. I'm not going say "fuck" as a response. You're not the only one having issues moving on. At least I'm trying, because I thought we worked it all out. I knew what you were thinking. I could have responded like this, but I refuse to get into that shit again. I've put up with it enough, thank you. Move on, for the three of us. He can't chose, he's told us this. Don't try and hang back, waiting for me to like someone else so then you can have him. That's just.... unspeakably back-stabbish. We're all friends. Let's please keep it that way. Okay. Had to get that off my chest. I don't hate you, in any way, shape or form. You just really piss me off every once in awhile. I just felt that that was really uncalled for tonight. And I'm sorry if you didn't want me reading your journal, but you know you can read mine anytime. Whatever. I'll be all cool with everything tomorrow. Really sorry.

From Meg's Musings:

Colds are fickle things, aren’t they? I sit here, typing, and I can’t breath through my nose, my throat is itchy and clogged, and I cough or sneeze every thirty seconds. Just in case you wanted to know the details. But the crazy thing is, I’m completely full of energy. I’m not ill in the way that you want to just lay on the sofa and hardly even have the motivation to flip through television channels. I have all the energy one’s intended to have at 2:37 in the afternoon.

My point is, the common cold is just generally irritating. In fact, it’s so irritating, it’s an even worse illness to have than the stomach flu at points. (I use this example because I’ve recently had both.) At least when I have the stomach flu, I get to stay home and just watch TV, tinker on my computer, and try my best not to puke. When I have the common cold, I am forced to go to school, go on errands and everywhere else. At the expense of looking rather stupid, I stuff my pockets full of tissues, or perhaps just bring the box. (At the expense of looking even more like a complete dweeb) I can’t forget the Menthalatum and the pills. There’s always aspirin for sinus headaches. What a joy these little viruses cause us to experience, don’t you think?

But the daytime when I have to attend to my activities isn’t the worst. No, my friend, the worst is in the evening, at bedtime specifically. I lie down, first on my back, looking up at the white bumpy ceiling of my bedroom, even though I can’t see it at this point seeing as how the lights are very much off, and everything (you know what I’m talking about) drains to the back of my throat. I turn onto my side - one nostril is plugged. I move to the other - vice versa. I turn onto my stomach with my face buried in my sealife pillow, but then soon enough I realize that breathing is important for human beings to do, and I’m forced to move back onto my side. So I proceed for at least 2 hours to turn from one side to the other, and hopefully the buzz of the fan and the soft music on the stereo will lull me to sleep.

The common cold is indeed a fickle thing.

*laughs*


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Muhahaha - Jupi has a blog. Booya. And, Jupi, realise that blogs have the specific purpose of posting random crap, so quit saying "I don't know why I'm posting this." XD Ut's hard, I know, but resist the urge! Which reminds me... I gotta link you... moo, I'll go do that now... and I'll add the link to your site on SC.Net tonight or tomorrow. XB

Anyway... hm... I think I was in a particular pissy mood this afternoon. Either that or trish was, but I'm as tired as hell, so I think it was me. I dunno, it just incredib;y irked me when Whit and I were hanging out in the band room after rehearsal and I was taking my time putting my stuff away because we were waiting for Trish to come pick us up. Then, I was in the middle of a sentence, pointing something out to Whit and suddenly there's a rather rude sounding "Megs, let's go!" I turn around and Trish obviously had just arrived and she tells me to hurry up. She's like "Well, Whit's all ready!" I sorta muttered an excuse, but it just really bugged me. But oh well. I don't give a shit right now. *sleeps* XP Silly world.

Gah, the dogs are being loud and making my headache so big. >__< Shut uuuuuuup. I want McDonald's. yes. Because I do not feel like making anything. Maybe if I go get it, mum will let us have it tonight. Just better not have the incident on the highway that I did before. *winks at Trish and Whit*

EDIT: K, linked Jupi and Gillian from SC.Net.

[mood = tired]

baaaaah, it's Friday! Thank f'ing god. A weekend, a weekend! But of course, I've got an all-night thing with concert band tomorrow. From 9:00pm to 7:00am. Yeah, it'll be awesome fun, but then I have a concert Sunday so i won't be able to come home and sleeeeep. x_x Megos needs her sleep desperately. That's what weekends are for. And all this stuff means i can't see Trish or Whit this weekend.... (cept for the concert, but eh, that doesn't really count) *sad* But, we had jazz today so I saw 'em after school and Trish hung out at my house 'till 5. *smiles*

Blah, advanced drawing kind of sucks. It's like the same projects but little twists to them. Oh well. Better than having Chemistry. But I've got pre-calc and history. Though, history hasn't been bad. I have the best teacher, but the thing is, it's History Regular, so it's like my 10th grade regular English experience all over again. Where I feel really dumb because all the students are slackers and goof off, when I'm used to being with hard-workers and yes, nerdish type people, because I'm a nerdish type gal. Mr. Spreeman's pretty cool, but he's really relaxed about rules and homeowkr, which is nice, but I feel dumb because i don't need all that stuff. Today he was saying how he can see that the people in the class have had a rough time with school and don't like being there. I'm not saying I haven't, but I happen to do almost all my work on time, I nearly get all As... I dunno. Everyone says I should just shut up and be glad I have an easy class. *shrugs* Oh well, the geeky part of me gets out every so often.

Fwa, poor Allie-moo. She's been havin' so much trouble, I feel sorry for her, but I know exactly what she's going through. *pets mookie* I'm glad I can be here for her. muhahaha, plus I got to rant to her too. yayness. XB She mentioned me in her bloggo. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, but it gives me a fuzzy feeling inside. XD Okay, dadio says i must go now. ta ta!

Aerisgal: gah, Trish, you know what I've realized?

rawen313: what?
rawen313: ?
rawen313: oh sorry
rawen313: i forgot i can't tell when you type
rawen313: lol

Aerisgal: that I detest people I don't really know going through my sketchbook. I've got like crazy situation pics and they always ask what it's about and I say it's from a story, they ask what story I usually say uhhh... one my friend wrote. Then they ask who, and I don't want to tell them that it's an online friend and I just feel so stupid
Aerisgal: so I sort of brush them off, not really ansering and then they look at me like I'm rude or something

rawen313: ohhh poor thing! i hate that! i put all my feelings into my drawings, its like someone reading my diary...it sucks!
rawen313: well this may sound weird but if it would help, if they ask what friend you can tell them me, and i'll tell them to bugger the fuck off *g*

Aerisgal: yes!!! and they ask who all the people i draw are, and it's embarrasing saying that they're my friends, or harry potter characters, and they never understand that half of them I just make up while I'm drawing
Aerisgal: lol awww you're too sweet!

rawen313: lol

Aerisgal: but gah.. it happened to me today in history. I was drawing a pic of me as a hogwarts student for this fun li'l contest online, and the girl behind me said it was really cute and that it looked like me. I was fine with that, I just did my usual awkward "oh... thanks!" but then I've got another pic in there and she just had to go look at it too

rawen313: ahhh! poor thing
rawen313: sorry i didn't think you were done
rawen313: well its ok

Aerisgal: lol

rawen313: in a week it won't matter
rawen313: thats what whit and i talked about today

Aerisgal: yeah?

rawen313: how things don't all matter
rawen313: and you have to remember that
rawen313: and don't let it get you down

Aerisgal: *nods* yep yep. And I wouldn't care normally 'cept it happens all the time. grrr. oh well. more proof that people do indeed suck
Aerisgal: :D

rawen313: indeed they do
rawen313: they make life way too complicated too

Aerisgal: god, yes


I didn't feel like typing my rant all over again. hope you don't mind Trish-a-bomb! ^_^