Saturday, February 09, 2002 ::: THE JUMBO SHRIMP WILL HAUNT YOU IN YOUR DREAMS!!!
well i'm 16 years old now, and that meant 170 bday beats on both arms ... aiya ... jr's punches didn't hurt as much as i thought ... and rebecca's hurt more than i thought ... oh, and thnx Jo C., Jen P, Ana and Aubery for not punching me (or kicking) ... fortunately Emily can't punch me (by law, apparently) ... and thnx jonathon for acting as a human shield ...
the afternoon went well ... had a deep philisophical conversation with a few unlikely ppl, Jen, Ana and JR (and they said gurls can't have deep talks) ... we talked about love and happiness ... and the 'universal' situation many gr. 10's felt during December/January ... i learnt alot bout them ... i really agreed with Ana's understanding of the real meaning of happiness and love, and Jen seems to be one of the more proactive ppl i know ... and turns out alota ppl write poetry ... then how come they won't come to poetry club? =( ... oh well, i'm gonna start a collection of poetry from ppl i know, hopefully come up with a compilation of em ...
after school was a hoot. I got to play 'cinematographer' on the set of aubrey's/marian's/carmen's/shawn's history film ... it was cool because it looked like i knew what i was doing ... heheheh, all that stuff i learnt from my sister ...
oh yea ... jennifer sipes and ashely were acting like really annoying twits ... some one musta switched their brains with a fish or a shrimp or sumtin ...
then came my bday dinner ... my mom took me and the clique out to 'Star Walk' buffet ... oh god, that $120 was worth it ... that was the bestest buffet i've ever seen ... sushi and shellfish and prawns - oh my ... at the end of dinner before we left, Nam took the head of a jumbo shrimp onto a knife and started playing around with it like a puppet ... it was fuckin hilarious ... we all thought it was funny, except for Gilby ... but the best part was when we left, i took the shrimp head and scared all of them half to death with it! ... I even made Jeff jump, lol ... Jon told me to keep it as a memento ... so ima coat it it polyurithane when i get to school, lol ...
well, this has actually been the best bday ever ... honestly, all my bday's use to suck ass ... i guess there's something special about 2002 ... i have to thank my friends, they're real ... i use to hav bad luck with friends till i found these guys ... looks like the next year of my life is looking up ...
oh, and juss for humour ... ashley and jen sipes probably switched brains with that jumbo shrimp ... omg, we juss ate ash and jen! and imapled their head with a knife! ... their gonna haunt us in our dreams!
and on more thought: why does the word "diareha" sound more pleasant than what the word actually means?
Wednesday, February 06, 2002 ::: What is a Romantic?
Romance itself could be defined in two ways: adventure, or a story of lust and/or love
But what is love: Love is a verb. Love - the feeling - is a fruit of the verb. So to love some one, you must serve them; sacrifice; listen to them; empathize; appreciate; affirm them.
A romantic then, would be some one who serves, sacrifices, listens, empathizes, appreciates and affirms some one ... or at least by logic ...
But in stories such as Romeo and Juliet, the protagonist is a very passionate romantic, yet does not know the true meaning of love ... so then the definition would not apply ...
So what makes a person a romantic? the passion Romeo had? his impulsiveness and impetuous nature? ... lust? Perhaps it is a combination of everything ...
I suppose then, that a romantic would not know the true meaning of love, yet follows overwhelming emotions that he/she confuses with love.
What is this overwhelming emotion then? lust? ... perhaps an animal attractin and/or primal nature? ... perhaps it is just the longing to be with some one special ...
So is being a romantic a bad thing then? absolutely not
when the romantic becomes overwhemled by those emotions, he/she would almost center their whole life around that other person ... he/she feels the urge to serve them, sacrifice for them, listen to them, empathize with them, appreciate them, affirm them ... so in effect, the romantic loves them, in the verb sense ... then love, the feeling (noun) replaces that overwhelming emotion ...
This is my idea of a true romantic, if Ffej of anyone else reads this, please tell me what you think ...
Sunday, February 03, 2002 ::: "Alcohol: The cause, and solution to, all of life's problems"
well, over the past two days looks like alcohol played a significant comic relief.
On friday it was fuckin hilarious! first off: Activity day! rock climbing was fun, and Daniel Lee was a wimp! coudn't even climb a single wall, even shelly beat him, wata puss! ROTFLMAO! and then, we went to nam's afterwards. it started off with like, 9 ppl ... by the end of the night it was like 15 ppl! It was pratically a feast as big as nam's x-mas party. Thank you Kenny for the food! heheheh, him and his underground system in the loblaws seafood section. "the food wasn't stolen, they were goin to throw it away anyways" ... sure Kenny, wat about the wine? heheheh, it was soo bad! it tasted like fart! lol! but Viet and Robin went upstairs to 'skip straight to desert', and then Dickson got drunk off the 15% alcohol wine. lol ... "If Dickson is turing that red ... i wonder how red Viet and Robin have turned" j/k! lol
somewhere around the middle of the party, i talked to Jeff, the man is trying to change, i know he really wants to, but he's not sure what he wants to change into, and especially how ... i tried to walk him through it, but i don't think i was successful, i want the best for the guy, everyone does ... oh well, in the words of Gilbert: "he has to work this out himself" ... then later on in the party, Jeff got a bit angry for a reason ... he was quite enraged ... so instead of smashing something, he drunk some more wine ... i don't know if it was wise, but it seemed to work ...
then there was satuarday ... went to Jeff's place for his sister's party ... actually i was juss playin Baldur's Gate 2 ... those games are fuckin addictive! in the party, one of Faye's friends, Patty, had 2 glasses of Mike's Hard Leamonade (6.5% alcohol) and she got drunk! or at least fuckin tippsy. She tried the one legged test and fell straight on her ass! lol ... oh that was funny
welps ... that's nuff bout alcohol, it's the Super Bowl ... Go Rams Go! ... i hope they win ... but no loss if they don't ... i didn't bet anything ...
