Tuesday, 29 June 2004:
I’m proud and honoured to announce the first donation EVER has been made to the Eve*Was*Framed Fund last evening by someone who shall remain nameless for the sake of his/her privacy. This person also pledged the same amount for the next two months, for which I am very grateful. So, everyone else, now that you’ve seen it done, you too can have the honour of donating to a Fund in need! If you would like to learn more about the Eve*Was*Framed Fund, or would like to donate, please contact me by email. Put “Eve*Was*Framed Fund” in the subject heading so I know that it’s urgent! All donations are tax deductible. A modest $5 (or more, if you so desire!) will be greatly appreciated by the Eve*Was*Framed Fund recipient.
Monday, 21 June 2004:
Hello everyone. I’m officially starting the Eve*Was*Framed Fund, a non-profit organisation that benefits the financially unstable and poor. That is… me. For a modest $5 (or more, should your lovely heart so desire!), you can help Eve pay her college expenses and even work on getting her own domain name so that you don’t have to deal with annoying pop-ups and unwanted page advertising. If you would like to learn more about the Eve*Was*Framed Fund, or would like to donate, please contact me by email. Put “Eve*Was*Framed Fund” in the subject heading so I know that it’s urgent! All donations are tax deductible, so please don’t hesitate to help out a Fund in need!
Sunday, 06 June 2004:
Guess how much I’m worth? $2,027,252.00. Interesting, huh? I encourage everyone to go to that site and find out how much they’re worth, and then let me know! Unless you don’t want to compare, of course. Whatever. It doesn’t matter to me, really. And now, a survey/quiz/thing.
Full Name = Not telling. If you know, good. If you don’t, tough luck for you.
Nickname = Eve, V, Lady V, and others.
Age = 19 years
Grade = sophomore in college
Birthday = Yes, I have one, just like everyone else.
People you live with = Isn’t this supposed to be: “People with whom you live”?
Their ages = Guess.
Girlfriend = I wish.
Who = Who?
Crush = Lots of people, but I don’t like crushes, really. I’d rather have someone I can count on to be there for me.
Who = … What, where, when, and how?
Best Friend(s) = censored for privacy
Are your parents divorced = No.
Has either one ever been in a previous marriage = No.
How many siblings = Two.
Ya’ll get along? = Yes.
Do you get along with your parents = Yes, generally.
Do they punish you a lot = Um, that’s all relative.
Eaten sushi? = What counts as “sushi”?
Been on stage? = Yes.
Been dumped? = Yep.
Had someone be unfaithful? = Yes. It was all fun and games!
Gotten in a car accident? = Yes. Three.
Hiked a mountain? = Yes, and a few canyons, too.
Made homemade cookies? = Of course. Who hasn’t?
Been in love? = Yes, once.
Seen the White House? = Yes. While on the March for Women’s Lives, a pro-choice march on Washington in April 2004.
Within last 24 hours…
Had a serious talk? = No
Hugged someone? = Yes
Gotten along well with your parents? = Yes
Fought with a friend? = No
Do you like to?…
Hug? = Yes, on occasion
Give back rubs? = If I knew how, I’d like it more, but I don’t mind all that much.
Take walks in the rain? = Yes, romantic ones.
If you got a tattoo, would it be a snake sliding down your spine? = Um… no. What kind of question is that?
What color is your floor/carpet in your room? = Dark blue.
What was the last CD you bought? = Hmm… Probably the soundtrack for The Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl.
If you chew gum, what kind? = Spearmint
Have you ever?
Danced around naked = Yes.
Lied about your bra size = No.
Gotten drunk = Nope, and I don’t ever plan to.
Run away from cops = No, but I should’ve once.
Flip off your parents behind their backs = No
Mentally undressed someone = Hmm… not in my immediate recollection, but I’m sure I have.
Eaten crayons? = Not that I can remember.
Shoplifted = Yes
Held a gun = No. Guns are scary.
Seriously injured yourself = Yes
When was the last time you…
Sang out loud = Today
Went to a porno site? = A while ago. I’m not really into that stuff much anymore.
Threw something = Sometime this week. My temper flares up sometimes, and I become less… controlled, shall we say.
Watched a cartoon = Last Thursday or Friday
Have a pager = No
Have a cell phone = Yes
Have a laptop = No
Have money in your pocket right now = Nope, I’m flat broke
Have clothes on right now = Yes, pajamas
Have a mental disease = Yes.
Lie to people to make them think well of you = No. Lying is mean and not worth the effort
Have behavioral problems = Not particularly. Sometimes, I guess
Have a car = I have a car I’m allowed to drive. Does that count?
Have self esteem problems = Yes
Wednesday, 02 June 2004:
Tomorrow is my birthday. If you want to give me something useful (if you want to give me anything at all), how about money? I can always use money, and for cool stuff, too. So, if you’re just dying to get me a present and don’t know what to get, money should be it. Just forewarning you. I might be having a party… we’ll see. It might be something spur of the moment, like a lot of our parties are, but this is the only time of the year I don’t feel guilty for people getting me things. SO GET ME THINGS!! Even if it’s only a card. I like cards, and it will show me you care. So put in the effort, people. I have good reason to believe that my birthday is the best day of the year. Not to mention I’m turning 19. We’ll see how THAT goes.
You represent… insanity.
You’re quite a quirky little creature. You’re
emotions are varying. You may appear childish
and innocent, but you have a tendency to freak
out. You’re incredibly random, but it’s good
to be unique. People know you’re an odd one,
but you certainly don’t mind.
I’m still looking for a job, so if you see or hear of something, please let me know ASAP, so that I can snatch it up right away. And as it seems, I nearly missed May altogether. There’s one post in the month of May, but it was at the end and wasn’t all that informative… talking about my being sick doesn’t count. To most of the world, I look fine. I don’t feel fine. I feel very un-everything. Apathetic and depressed, I suppose are the words. I hope everyone is doing okay. Stay alive so that I don’t have to kill you. If this doesn’t make any sense, ask me about it and if I’m in a giving mood, I’ll tell you what’s going on in my mind.