You shall not pass.
by V.E. on June 20th, 2005
filed under ladyamedeus, meta
Sorry, this is a private friends only journal.
Daylin’s gone
by V.E. on June 19th, 2005
filed under favorite, ladyamedeus, personal
Daylin left to go home for New York about 7 hours ago and I already miss her. I’m sad that she left and I wish she could’ve stayed much longer, but I know she was becoming a burden on my parents. I’m glad she’s away from Steven now because I really don’t think he’s good for her, even though I know she loves him… I don’t think he’s mature enough to be able to handle the kind of relationship she wants.
Awesome quotes from when she was here:
“Fiery dick! (explosion sound) *no pun intended*”
(as In-Debt, spoken w/ Russian accent) “I am Fernando. You bore me. Now pet me.”
(as Mimi, spoken w/ French accent) “I am Francisco. I am le-tired, and le-lazy. And I le-yawn.”
“Regular penis: SHUNNED. Monster internet penis: AWESOME.”
(while looking at sand crabs) “AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!”
(after getting an AMAZING deal on some AMAZING boots) “Oh my god! I’m so happy! I want to cry!”
(while shopping in the mall) “It’s all about the sale racks, baby, ALL about the sale racks.”
More awesome quotes from when she was here, as I remember them. I MISS DAYLIN!
Graduation
by V.E. on June 16th, 2005
filed under ladyamedeus, personal, school
News: my sister is graduating today. She’s eighteen and she’s graduating from high school today. TODAY. Where has the time gone? What’s happened? I don’t remember time going this fast. I’m going to miss my class because fo the ceremony, but that’s okay. It’s a once-in-a-lifetime thing, after all. I hung out with Bobby last night and we went to see “Mr. and Mrs. Smith” starring Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt. Not a bad movie, I must say. Not to mention Angelina in a dominatrix outfit. drooooool drooool.
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Higgs Boson — You are crazy and wacky and nobody
really understands you. Theoretically your
humor gives the universe mass and existence,
but the explanation as to how this all works is
still in the works.
What kind of subatomic particle are you?
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I’m trying to get rid of all my past quizzes. A couple at a time, of course, not all at once. My uncle is making dinner tonight. Tofu…… drooooool drooooool. I’m so excited about it. And I miss Bennett terribly, but I’m glad I get to talk to him on the phone periodically. I hope he comes back to F&M next semester. He keeps saying he will, but neither of us are really sure. But he’s doing good with the EMT class, so that’s good.
I weigh over 180 pounds.
by V.E. on June 15th, 2005
filed under health, ladyamedeus, quizzes/surveys
NOT GOOD. REALLY not good AT ALL. Crap. I really need to do SOMETHING about this weight thing. And I missed my appointment with Mary again. Crap and MORE crap.
Bondage movie! You’re into BSDM (Bondage &
Discipline, Dominance & Submission) and chances
are, you’re fond of whips, chains, harnesses,
and tight leather outfits. You like to mix a
little pain with a LOT of pleasure, baby!
What kind of porno would you star in?
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Rei Ayanami
Which Evangelion Pilot are you?
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Just shit-tastic. Now, off to homework for my ONE class. MUHAHAHA. and then: MUST GET JOB.
Day 2 of school
by V.E. on June 15th, 2005
filed under ladyamedeus, personal, school
News: I dropped my class with the sexist teacher, so now I have only one class four days per week instead of two. Negatives: only one class, therefore only one transferable credit. Positives: less time in class; no sexist teacher; now able to apply for and actually work a job, which pays me money. Having a job — Negatives: it’s a JOB; not much use of brain power involved. Positives: I get money for doing something that doesn’t require much brain power.
AWESOME!
We’ll see how the rest of the summer goes. Two days of school down, only 5 weeks and 2 days left to go.
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First day of summer school
by V.E. on June 14th, 2005
filed under ladyamedeus, school, writing
Today was the first day of my six-week stint into summer school at PCC this summer. I’m taking “United States History to 1876″ and “Playwriting”… the history teacher is not only difficult, rude, and arrogant, he’s also sexist. Bobby forgot to mention that fact to me before I signed up for the class… I consider that a SERIOUS error since I feel VERY uncomfortable with someone who thinks I’m inferior to them just because I’m a woman. Gender has nothing to do with it, and that’s very frustrating to me. SOOO, it’s going to be an interesting class at best, a terrible one at worst. I like to stay optimistic.
The other teacher is okay, although he laughs too much and is probably a closet gay (he’s married with an 8 month-old son). It’s been an interesting day, I must say.
I hope that tomorrow is better. Having class 4 days a week from 2:30 to 8:30 pm is going to be a drag, though, I can already tell. At least I get three-day weekends every weekend. What was I thinking when I signed up for two classes? Oh well, I know I can do it, I just have to focus and put my mind to it and I can do it.
Oh, and I still know I’m smarter than Bill Clinton. Stupid Bennett for saying that I’m not. Peace out.
Once again, I post.
by V.E. on June 13th, 2005
filed under ladyamedeus, personal
Justin said we can’t be friends. What a jerk. I’m not sure if I’m supposed to take him seriously or not, but either way, it still hurts when he says stuff like that. Steven is REALLY getting on my nerves and I HOPE TO GOD that he’ll calm down once Daylin’s gone back to NY. I’m going to miss her, but I’m jealous of the time they spend together. (Oh well)
Perhaps this livejournal will be a worthwhile endeavour after all. We’ll have to wait and see.
