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KiSSaDiLLa .
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Yoga. Craftin. Travels. Rock shows. Vegetarianism. Medical Technology.

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Tuesday, January 11, 2005 / 2:39 PM

oh...yeah...lovely. barely into the second week of school after break and i have a killer headache. might i add that ibuprophen doesn't work anymore so i don't know what to do. i could use some help.

but the GOOD news is...I have internet! the lazy guy came out today, messed with the box at the bottom of the hill for a couple minutes, and walah (err...voila)!

but then when i got online, dan told me he has type 2 diabetes. i don't know if he wants absolutely everyone to know, so shut up. :(

and please excuse the following ramblings. this is my crap so i don't care what you think, it's not like i forced you to come here or anything.

Thursday 6:30 PM

You should see my planner this week. Every single line is filled. I've got three tests to fail tomorrow.

I talked to Mr. O'Brien's son today. He's going to school in Hawaii with a zoology major. How cool is THAT? He told me about all the cool courses he gets to take. Most of it is field trips. IN HAWAII!! HOW COOL IS THAT!?!? I wanna.

Friday 5.45 PM

Nothing can save us now. CenturyTel is closed until Monday. My mom called them twice today and they kept telling her to call them later and later. Then she left to go teach the belly dancing class and told me to call at 5 if it still didn't work. I called at five and the line was closed. The machine told me to call another number. I called it. They directed me to another. I called it. Then there's a bunch of confusing numbers to push so i hung up.

Saturday 1:10 PM

I think this could be my fault. I remember telling myself that I didnt want to have the internet for awhile because everything on there is boring and my blog sucks. I also told myself not to write in there for a really long time. Be careful what you wish for. It always comes true.

Sunday 1/9/05 11:00AM

Hey I figured out you could insert the date on this thing. I had some dumb dreams early this morning. It was basically a bunch of people violating me and I don't know why. Sorry about the mix of past/present tense. There was this little shop down some stairs in an underground place like the Chinese tunnels in Pendleton. I went there with some people and Devon worked there. Apparently he hates me now and asKed " hey Clarissa, you here to look AGAIN?" and I said "this is only the second time I've been here, and no, I'm leaving." He preoccupied himself with a customer and ignored me while I stayed for awhile longer just to spite him and looked at this weird stained glass skateboard on the floor. Then I left. Awhile later I was walking down the dirt hall when Devon ran out of the shop all happy and told me to turn around and shut my eyes. I gave him a look. Then he said to hurry up while the light is still like this (now how can there be windows underground?). So then I said "oh,fine,'' and did it. And then he starts kissing me. And oh great... I can't move. Drew is messing around in another room with everyone else and sees what's going on. He runs in saying "here, I'll help you!" and carries me into yet another room and puts me on a chair. He still isn't letting go of me. Then Mr. Wilson walks in through a door and says "no touching." Drew repeats "no touching" and lets go. Then I'm upstairs in a library with my mom. She's saying she read in the newspaper that there is going to be an earthquake really soon. I told her that's weird because I just dreamt about an earthquake last night. I was also wondering how they knew there would be one but no one ever answered me. A few minutes later everything started shaking. It kept getting bigger and bigger and soon the library started sliding down the hill. As it picks up speed people are screaming (how can the lights still be on?) and I know we're all going to die. I keep telling myself this can't be happening, what about Marshall? But we all crashed and died anyway because I woke up. Dream number two...someone unmentioned above and I are talking and doing stuff I don't want to say.

Does anyone know what any of this means? I don't have feelings for any of these people, but all three of them have for me at one point or another. but about the earthquake and devastation dreams, I have those all the time. that started even before the earthquake in polson happened a couple months ago.

And I wrote this whole thing using transcriber. Doesn't that suck...and now it's 12:23.

Monday 1/10/05 5:00 PM

Coffee makes me really tired. I did all my homework in three hours today. Savanna liked my t-shirt design so much she's going to bring a shirt tomorrow to steal it. I'm doing the same for her design. Hers is some sort of Chinese character probably meaning ''kick me" or something. Never know what they could really mean. Stupid Americans.

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