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my blog, where everything is everything fa sheezy

Saturday, November 15, 2003

When i looked at myself in the mirror this morning after getting out of the shower (okay, afternoon) i pretty much thought I was looking at Meredith.
That was kind of crazy.

I still can't get "hands down" out of my head...
posted by Alison 1:59 PM

Friday, November 14, 2003

I just played this spider game for 15 minutes straight. I realized at one point that my eyes were watering because I hadn't blinked in long enough.
I can't believe I slept in until 12.40pm. I have pretty much no regrets about skipping french class, except that I still have to find a partner (! arg!) and sign up for my exam time.
"no one wants to hear what you dreamt about unless you dreamt about them." -built to spill
I need new hair. I don't know what to do with what I've got now.
I don't want to but have to leave for english in three minutes. Maybe I should put some clothes on.


I like getting woken up in the middle of the morning. If it's by the phone, that is.

you and i think about the same things
dream the same dreams
play the same games.

posted by Alison 2:23 PM

Wednesday, November 12, 2003

you'd think that after getting a 95 on pretty much every assignment and exam ever in my french class my french teacher would get suspicious that I took the stupid french on purpose?
I guess she just doesn't care. Neither do I. That class is full of retards.

And I have to do my exam with one of them! I can't believe she's making the EXAM a GROUP PROJECT. Who does an exam in pairs?

posted by Alison 2:16 PM

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

HOTMAIL

september 22nd, 2003.
"hi
you are a strange and wonderful being, and i have a thumb twitch." -me

september 23rd, 2003.
"little do you know you are about to receive a phone call, sleeping girly whirl" -him

haha, i'm so beautiful.
i mean, we're beautiful. hahaha. whatever.
posted by Alison 9:47 PM

i have a headache, just on the left side.
these are not good days.

kate's flight, apparently, isn't until 5.50 meaning she isn't going to get here until at least 8.50pm.

I don't really know what to do with myself for the next month. Work, and hide, i guess.
I feel like hiding.

posted by Alison 5:12 PM

Monday, November 10, 2003

this is either a lie, or just kind of ridiculous.
posted by Alison 1:46 PM

remember that time i cut callum hay's life open? that was pretty cool.
posted by Alison 10:06 AM

every time i look at my hi-liter i think "topstar? homesar!" and then my mind fills with his wobbly voice (maybe almost as wobbly as if you were a rapper who had no toes).


posted by Alison 2:39 AM

Sunday, November 09, 2003

i cried in the fifth harry potter.
on the plane.

posted by Alison 9:18 PM

antibiotics are yes. the pills are pink and that's exciting.
posted by Alison 9:01 PM

"wait, what's a penumbra again? oh yeah, a fruit!"
[no]

-me
posted by Alison 8:39 PM

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Why should I not publish my diary? I have often seen reminiscences of people I have never even heard of, and I fail to see - because I do not happen to be a 'Somebody' - why my diary should not be interesting. My only regret is that I did not commence it when I was a youth.

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