July 15, 2001
Hey! another late night entry!
Well, I have 2 new quotes (thanks to an awesome journalist) and here they are!
Remember, the plural of 'moron' is 'focus group'.
- James A. Wolf, r.a.t.m.m.
and then there is...
It's just more evidence to confirm the old adage that, if there's time enough to do it,
there's time enough to do it half-assed.
- Space Quest 6
I just realized how small my HTML abilities are. I am hard pressed to remember how to do tables. TABLES! the first thing Shannon taught me, and I can't remember it.. *sighs* I shall get this someday.
Okay, moths are all insane, evil, demonic beasts that are here for the soul purpose of tormenting the human race. Or at least me...it is a horrid life. One moment I am innocently typing with horrific speed when suddenly, *varooosh!* I get dive bombed by a moth! I shrug it off, thinking kindly of the misinterpreted directions of the mother moth to this poor little moth.. when suddenly *WOOSH!* past my hands.. Few minutes later, I am attacked again! This proceeds for a few more attempts when BAM! This creature of great energy flies toward my chest. As I flail hopelessly at my boobs...(sounds odd, doesn't it) I realize that I have a possesed breast eating moth on my hands...
Finally it has gone into hiding. NO MORE BOOB EATING MOTH! *said that for you sky!* OH well. I just had an interesting 3 hours going between 3 conversations... and then some odds and ends of some.. I had kim talking, which our combined hyperness overpowered our eyes with vibrant font colors! I got Jory to talk to me! Sorry, I might be somewhat still a bit bitter. Not like me to do that, but when you are mad about something, it sticks.. ANd you always complain about overthinking things, jory.. Boy.. I hope we stay best friends, boy. DOn't give up on my sorry ass and remember you have someone to complain to! BUt you shall be plagued by Evil moths someday! I curse thee with evil crotch attacking moths! MUAHAHAHA! yeah..
and then there is Danica. I love ya, girl! But I am honestly no good at writting special letters to guys asking that kind of stuff. BUt I shall try! honestly I shall! I am not one to swoon and be girly! argh! I was finally in my laid back mode and then I am hurled hard and hit with the brick wall of girl-mindom. *sighs* I can't understand it all, but I do try! HEY! I just got into this Horny guy thing, and I think I might be getting pretty good! I don't need to go girly though! I like being me!
I had an awesome day sitting around, playing with fencing equiptment, consuming massive quantities of sugar, talking life with good friends, worring about my own life, and making nasty concoctions out of cranapple juice and diet type sodas.. It was fullfilling. I am now sure in my life I have friends who are there to pick me up, laugh with me, laugh at me, discuss hard subjects, and can hang out with without feeling pressured to be a certain way! Even with out my hyperness they can stand me! improvement to the max!
Well, I shall shut up now. Possibly watch some late night tv, look at online journals...write in my own at home one. I have a lot to put down, just don't want to embarass anyone online with it.. THis shall be expanded on on the next episode of the boring life of kelley! Good night! actually GOOD MORNING!!
July ermm.. sometime in july..after the 14 I think!
Well, another day, come and gone. That was, well, exciting.. *note the lack of enthusiasm!* My day started off with a quiet knock on my door and my mom knocking it open with her "quiet" knocking.... yeah. I was s'posedly babysitting for my 7 week old neice and I had to unfortunately be awake to do so. I like sleeping too much, I guess. Don't mistake me! I love being with my neice! We can talk forever, or as long as she can stay awake! Which is as long as I can keep up with her inarticulate noises with my own. But I didn't expect to wake up that early, seemingly that I fell asleep at midnight.. Oh well, a cute neice, satallite tv, stereo with blink 182 in the player, and animal crackers! can't get any better than that!
I tried half the time to keep my mind on a kind state, instead of going through people, conversations, gesture, and anything else that would lower my mood. I successfully acheived this until the last few minutes when I decided that I craved listening to Linkin Park. Someone steal that cd away from me!!! grr. Why can't I listen to the music instead of the lyrics. I shall put the one song lyrics up later when I have the time. And no one nagging me to remove myself from the computer.. It can be unique! I have a problem with relating to things. Or twisting my mind to something said..
I haven't told my little site viewers about my personal critic, huh! I am described as a strange, weird, strange-looking, un-modest, rebellious, sheltered, juvenile deliquent. Heehee! I never found myself un-modest.. maybe sheltered! But not un-modest.. This comes from a well-respected (or now not so) person I would like to call jackass, but for the sake of being my "strange" self, his name is Arlington. I am not holding any grudge or plotting evilly against him.. I am just saying now, what I wish I could slap into his closed mind! It was just a slap on the face that sent me back on my ass so far into the mud that I haven't been able to pry myself out, yet! YET!?! I don't let these things get to me! NEVER! But this came from a guy I respected as a friend. someone I could talk to about what ever the hell I pleased, and still had something good to say. And he shoves this and how my actions are not accepted by god down my throat, like shoving an umbrela down my thoat and opening it! He literally Mary Poppined me! But enough on that... I have more important things to keep from my mind. He is just another one of those people that we are likely to see fall hard on his virtual ass when he hits the real world!
I guess I have a unique sense of storytelling like my mom. I entrust my friends with my problems as they do with mine. But of course, they don't tell anything! And I love you guys for that! Unfortunately, some of it pisses them off toward another and that "another" gets suspicious... Oh goddess, help me.... *shrugs* I shall get through this. Like all my other crash courses through life. But I have friends to help me on the way through this time!.. Hope they know they are appriciated! And that I care about them. To two who know who they are, I am always open to talk! love you both! (as friends!!!)
well, I think I shall entice myself with going to bed or sitting on my window sill. I feel sufficiantly better after complaining to you all! =) till later times!
Kelley
July 18, 2001. I think..
Goth. It scares some, entices others, and actually is plain odd... But strangly enjoyably tormenting! Its fun! No, It isn't a way of life, it is really a front. Or just fun. You know those things that you do like jump off that edge into the water cause no one else will do it. Well, goth has that "edge" to it. Not that I am going to get into it! Hell no! It is fun, though, to do every-so-often to get lose myself in something that isn't me at all! hehe..Usually my usual thought process withstands the spike studded collar.. But today, I went farther. Somewhat against what I wanted, but, erm.. Okay. I had eye- make-uped, black lipsticked, and chained myself up for the sake of being odd. This is what my friends did to me.. if only I got a picture of that.... Both Skyler and Katie dect themselfs out with black, chain, collar, unfortunately leash, but katie with the make-up. Skyler forgot about that.. Hehe, possibly distracted by Oreo cookies that consisted of both our dinners! Katie came to the magic show being dragged around by Chris on a chain.. why I will never understand.. Skyler and Katie desperately attempted to get me to do so. It didn't work. *I am laughing at their attempts for that.. I don't think I will get into that at this point..* Well, to bring a long story, well, even longer.. We all headed to Skyler's after driving through town once to demonstrate the looks people give us people who dare to throw chains and spikes upon our necks.. Lol. I still can't get the glare I got from Thad, "why the spikes?!" HEHE!
At Skyler's house, katie dragged me into the bathroom after locating the tin of "make-up". I had black lipstick, designed eyes (I think I could have done better!!), and well, still wore the collar like usual. I like spikes! fits my wild side! Katie and I unsuccessfully tried to understand the confused hallways of his house. This is what sugar does to me! Goes for good fun! Then, I got a lesson on scaring/some-what seduction of others from a back of a pick-up. Kelley, I guess, is becoming unsheltered! erm. right-o.. Well, the rest goes I got dropped off at the hospital, walked to jory's house in hope he will have pity on my state and let me wash off the make-up.. Laughingly he let me! I don't think my parents would appreciate much. Well, enough on that. I have lyrics, i think, that I am going to write down here, IF I can find them..
It starts with -- One thing/I don't know why -- It doesn't even matter how hard you try -- keep that in mind/I designed this rhyme -- to ecplain in due time -- all I know -- time is a valuable thing -- watch it fly by as the pendulum swings -- watch it count down to the end of the day -- the clock ticks life awway -- it's so unreal -- didn't look out below -- watch the time go right out the window -- trying to hold on but didn't even know -- wasted it all just to -- watch you go -- I kept everything inside and even though I tried/ it all fell apart -- what it meant to me/will eventually be a memory/ of a time when --
I tried so hard -- and got so far -- but in the end -- it doesn't even matter -- I had to fall -- and loos it all -- but in the end -- it doesn't even matter
One thing -- I don't know why -- doesn't even matter how hard you try -- keep that in mind/I designed this rhyme -- To remind myself how -- I tried so hard -- in spite of the way you were mocking me -- actin g like I was part of your property -- remembering all the times you fought with me/I;m surprised -- It got so [far] -- things aren't the way they were before -- you wouldn't even recongnize me anymore -- but it all comes back to me -- in the end -- you kept everything inside and even though i tried/ it all fell apart -- what it meant to me/will eventually/be a memory/of a time when I
I put my trust in you -- pushed as far as I can go --and for all this -- there is only one think you should know...
and till next episode, I shall talk when ever and however I please!
Kelley
July..erm. Its july! I know it is!
Well, I wrote a bit this afternoon when I was in the mood. I would write more, but I will have to think. Maybe later tonight!
Grapes!!!! The food of the kings! And princess blondie! * shoves 3 in her mouth * These are always the best food! High in mass, low in cal, and hell of good! * eats rest in one mouthful * yum! Comfort food, also! So small, crisp, happy! Kind of like today! Pure, raw energy! I don’t think I could have made more of an ass of myself. But, oh well! I got that out of my system! Going through magazines in a frenzied search for subscription papers. You know those ones that fly out of your magazine when you are reading them. You would think we would have found millions considering every time you pick up a magazine they all jump out like lemmings on a cliff. * shakes head * Who knew we were actually going to search for them! We have an odd conspiracy of sending these off to unsuspecting victims. They shall find millions of magazines on their doorstep that they never subscribed to! As Iszy stated, “Those poor, unsuspecting people! MWEAHAHAHAHA!!” -He has an odd, but hilarious laugh! -
I was proud. I actually woke up before 11 this morning! * applauds * Better be happy! The dark queene threatened with my life if I didn’t get off by 12:30. Hehe, good thing it was by my computer clock which is off by .5 hours! Surprised my friend that I was actually responsive before he even moved from his bed. Man, makes me sound like a morning person. Okay, 10 is early for me! That should explain my estatic-ness when I say I woke up at 9:30! We then walked down to Kim’s house to hang out until I could get hold of Iszy for my bike. We sat there, playing on her very fast computer, eating ice cream and nachos, and looking for odd sites. Iszy came by. THANK ALLAH!! We all mushed into his car, and drove wildly about for who knows how long wearing odd hats, asking people if we could buy their socks, waving, and attempting to convert people into selling their souls into our cause. Actually, we just scared the living crap out of them (crap doesn’t live, I know!) It was fun, none the less. I almost got someone to let me buy their socks. The light turned green and he screeched away from us as fast as his huge ass truck could. I had to yell upward 3 feet to the window.
Well, we later ate more ice cream, gawked at Hippie’s new hair cut (hell!! It is SHORT), and laid around. All in all, one of the funner days I always enjoy in Bonners Ferry! Man, we can make fun anywhere! This shall be all I will write, Til tonight!
Well, I shall write more tomorrow, when I feel more into my confused thoughts...and maybe life will be more interesting..
July 22, 2001
A day close to death and dishes
Well.. The person who decided to invent wash dishes instead of disposable as the universal trend should be drug out into a high traffic freeway, shot, and ran over repeatedly. Honestly.. I walk into the kitchen (or what we s'pose think is the kitchen. I don't think we have found the true location of anything in our house..) in search for something to do and decided dishes were the thing. I don't know why, but when I see a stack that is about 4 feet high and around 7 feet in diameter piled atop the sink, it is slightly a sign of house neglect. I can imagine the police condemning our house because we don't treat it with respect. Enviromentalists?! ha! Housementalists! they storm into your house, vacuum cleaner and fabreeze in hand and leave without a trace! And if you refuse, they hand cuff themselves to your stair railing or central area of the house to criticize every item you place on your couch.. ACK!
Just to let the people know, I only did half of them, because that is all I had the motivation to do.. I can only handle so much crusted over plates and fur cover glasses.
Well, the thought of me not thinking this whole summer was dropped at the sound of the dark queene's voice asking my dumbfounded mind what porabolas were.. PORABOLAS!!! First off, those things took me a whole 2 weeks to pound into my head (an it isn't even in full either!). Second.. THIS IS MY MOM! She yells at me if I say "Pythagorean Theorem"!! And that is simple! I glared over to her helplessly staring back with millions of papers laid about the table, set my dirty pot down (very willingly set it down), and followed my gut instinct to make this as simple as possible, halfly because that is all I really understand. Man, But porabolas! The one thing in O'Dell's class I resented the most. Matrices weren't as bad as this! And they were terrible! ACK! *bangs head against desk* There goes my life of great oblivious thinking. *sigh*
I have figured, my soul is being sold behind my back.
July 24-26, 2001
operation Darcy Ditch
Well... Off we are to another insanity blitch of Shannon and Kelley! The night Shannon arrived at around 6-6:30 and we went straight to pizza and mountain Dew. What else is there best of. Loud music, Pizza, and Mt. Dew! Hehe... We then preceeded to run about the house making small signs out of napkins with "May zhod be with you" and "WWBD".. Left them scattered about the house and taped to bairds car. Baird had a few friends over so Shannon and I had to be somewhat stealth. hehe. poor him, His car was excellently decorated..
After the bout with baird's car, Shannon and I went downtown in our bright pants and spiked collar. I had my pink/swirly colored pants on that drawstring and a black "Independant" shirt on and Shannon was decked out in a "Trailer Park Girls" t-shirt and my (skyler's) spiked collar. It was s'posedly her first time wearing a collar which made it all that much more hilarious!
July 25, 2001
Theme song: Sum 41- Fat Lip
Mood: Complete Hyper Teenager
Status: Cahotic drummer and seeking havoc and fast car chases through city streets.
Hee hee! Now for the explaination! I shall start with tonight considering it is vibrantly fresh in my mind! *breathes deeply*
Okay. I am now residing at Shannon's house (CDA! Large town! Yippy!) and loving it! We just arrived home from a day (half day! we got to CDA at 11..) with happy spaz Anna. After Shannon arrived to her house, we took up the chore of finding the best recipe of homade latte and ended up with our own conjecture! Hot chocolate, milk and coffee! YUM After freezing another pot of coffee (...?) we proceeded on our mission of finding Anna's house. We ended up at Safewhay, eating bagels and watching people's faces when I came by with a spiked collar.
When we found Anna's house, I was enlightened with her plot to buy Nick (who DOES have pretty hands) a porn magazine. We wandered toward Hastings in her parent's Camry, which can go damned fast and has hell of good breaks!
As we wandered to the porn mag section, we got distracted by large amounts of cds and after a long period of time we resulted in a Sum 41 cd, a "WWJD" poster, and 2 porn magazines.. with white lace underwear...they don't cover those good enough..*shudders*
Not too much happened else until we arrived at church for band practice. All was good, I fell asleep listening to the harmonic sounds of an electric guitar and the drum set until I decided to go running. I ran about half hour (confusing area.. but the local guys are a lot of help!) Shannon and Anna decided to ditch to "find me". Actually, we wandered town (Sherman) until 2 cute guys got hooked onto following us. Man, we are good at picking up guys!
"GO LEFT! NO, RIGHT! straight?!"
"MAKE UP YOUR MINDS!!"
"GO! go go go, I think thats them up there in the other lane! punch it!!!!!"
"YES! we found them! *screaming*"
"Wholly shit! I'm going flipping 80!"
It was all the most thrilling event since opperation darcy ditch.
WE were sincerely disappointed that they didn't follow us on the last turn. We ditched them on the freeway where we took turns cutting each other off. We came extremely close to hitting bumpers! A nice look was given to us when we stopped next to them at the same stop light this all started at. Man, that was a priceless look! Complete and honest "uh oh. its them..
We arrived back to the church where we continued to giggle uncontrollably and I started banging on drums. I got to play a few songs and now I am addicted! I want drumset! NOW! They are so much fun! I got the boom chuck thing down and I have only been playing 2 days! GO ME! They let me play the rest of the night.. if only I was there for the performance...*sighs* I get to play tomorrow though!
July 29, 2001
Another day in the Boy Lane
Man! I believe I am turning into a guy. Almost all of my friends are guys, I wear men's clothes, my least worries are what I wear and my hair, and well, I can relate to them more. If you have one guy mad at you, the rest aren't at your back with razor sharp, pink nails. They are also most entertaining and don't worry about anything and just do things. Well, they are just fun.
Not saying that I don't have any girl friends! I have a lot of thosse also! My best friends are girls! But the ones I have are similar to me. And not at all preppy-ish and shallow as most are.
But on with the day! This morning my eyes opened to the bottom side of an easel and my back against on eof those plastic containers that are s'posed to keep you organized. (they don't work, btw) Wondering why the hell I was on the floor...and then it dawns on me! I have no clue. I guess it was comfy sounding last night..*shrugs* I don't know.
Well, after a long breakfast consisting of oatmeal and 2 magazines (I couldn't find the comics!) I proceeded to mold my brother's hair into a gelled version of the Sum 41 dude style. I would have to say, it worked nicely!
"James, I can't believe you let me do this. You are going to become a nice punk rocker!"
"Punk Skater"
"sorry, Punk SKATER"
hee hee. THis all was followed by a long (way too long, should have been 15 seconds other than 15 minutes) phone conversation with Thad that was abruptly cut off my a wonderful gesture I would like to call "hanging up". He annoyed the hell out of me. I am a donkey, Big ass, mouth, ears... Hee fricking hee.. *glares blankly* Dipit.. Hey! that is Thad's new name! Dipit!
Not to self and the voices in self's head
Animals don't need birthdays. Especially rodents. You don't need to know, non the less celebrate the age of the thing. Isn't that what carbon dating is for?!
Well, all the phone calling and such, Dipit was s'posedly coming to pick me up and arrive at Chris' house to bother him in person. Well, (thankfully) Oba, Jory, and Iszy came by after a wonderfully planned sceme of such. We sat around waiting for Dipit, drinking root beer, and well, having a showing of horrid Kelley pictures on sugar highs..
After Dipit picked my up, we all (Jory, Iszy, Oba, Dipit, and I) met at 3 mile where I obtained possesion of 2 large bottles of Mountain Dew. hehe, the best of the best liquid drugs! We arrived at Chris' house sitted house in determination of a good time. We sat around, played video games, raided the kitchen and produced a little necessary chaos. Dipit started us on a marker throwing war between him and I. It then grew to Dipit and Jory against me. After a bit of dodging high speed coloring devices, we took our war outside with Chris in tow. This continued and I was locked out of the house.. Darned you Jory! hehe
I, though, finally obtained position inside, thanks to the Jory. he either had pity on me or didn't want to see me pissed again...Long story!
It was all quite exciting. When Iszy and all the sane decided to go home, I was faced with a life or death question. Stay and get a ride with Dipit or go home with people who I actually enjoy being around. I'm sorry Dipit, you might be a friends and a friend of a good friend, but there is a large line of too much Dipit in one day! And today surpassed that line by oh, 300 miles... I think Virgil might be more of an exciting, pleasant drive.
Well, got home, took my shoes off, got my shoes back on and ran down to Mcrites office to meet Kim and Jeremy for 20 minutes of chaotic laughter. I guess the crackhead was in full swing! Kim sat in shotgun, Jeremy and I in the back hitting each other and mimicking the chiwawa dogs that people stick in the back of their cars to be mesmerixed by the bobbing head movements. It was all a good time! And I guess I have some party planning to do!
My brother's hair is now in plastic wrap atop of his head. That is right, my wonderfully absent readers! I am turning Jimsy's gelled head orange! Slight enough color that it won't show too much, but enough to see if it works and give people a show! Updates later!
Until a later date
Kelley
July 30, 2001 11:47 am
30 minutes of torture
30 minutes. that is all I will allow myself this morning. I haven't thought this hard in such a while. Why does it all happen like this? I am usually such a happy person. But then, something makes my mind breakdown and the bounces ceases. But only 30 minutes. I have 9.98 minutes left. I don't know why I keep track either. IT is all just wrong. Everything comes into view and slaps me in the face. Damned, if I hadn't noticed before, I must have been blind. It is that feeling that it is better to talk to someone. I want to. But I can't. Its a cover. Last time I tried talking, it got out of control. Either that or everyone gets mad. So I keep everything to myself. Just so everything will stay the same happy sanity that keeps me alive. *smiles feebly* I wish for someone to talk to, but I can only be a person to talk to. I don't trust people that way.
6:25 pm
Well.. other than the half hour of Linkin Park and helping a friend get rid of his persistant ex, I decided it was time to lighten up my somewhat fogged up mind. I attempted to get out of my pajama's (bright pants and lutherhaven shirt. they look the part.) and into something more mundane. Well..That didn't work and I decided I should wear what is comfortable. I love my bright swirly pants! I went out of the house (forgetting purposely to clean the kitchen) decked in pajama's, necklaces, and a full back pack. I was going to Kim's house to check if she was around.
For some strange reason my mom did something new to our caller ID for "high security". Something about logging in known phone numbers so it can block others. I have no clue how it worked and I voted against it. The argueing lent itself to "Kelley, just wait til you are fully awake and you will see how effecient it is" GAH!! I still don't see it! grrrrrrr...
Well, Kim wasn't home (hmph!) and I went downtown to have lunch with myself! BY MYSELF people! Woopie woopie woopie...More thinking that I didn't allow myself to do! Well, after a wonderful conversation with a local artist (Jewel's dad) over mashed potatoes and fruit cocktail, I decided to leave with my drawing and check to see if Kim was home. On the way there, I met one of Jesse's friends (Brad, I think) and bobbed awhile with them. I proceeded to kim's where she finally arrived and offered to buy Icecream.. How can you deny Icecream! So, after I read a conversation that occured last night, Kim and I headed down to the Creamery in search of something sugary. Over a long walk, Italian Sodas and beads, I got absolutely nothing for my questions. But I did have a hell of a good time! I needed that Kim. Thank you. We wandered around, swooning over shiney objects, trying to "climb" the bridge sidewalk, and wondering how we could revive a pine cone. People looked at us and laughed as we suddenly ducked behind the barrier on the bridge and pulled ourselves up on it like climbing rocks. We proceeded to the hospital area where we found a pine cone and worried over if it was going to live. The poor thing wasn't breathing!! "Mouth to Pine resperation is needed!" shrieked kim!
"Oh no! Take it to the hospital! It is having resperatory problems!" replied Kelley.
all in all, it was a fun day. not as exciting, but I have decided that maybe my constant bouncing might get on people's nerves. Sorry if it does. I am just one that doesn't get bored. There is more to that. I AM NOT INFINTILE, IMMATURE AND SUCH! *smiles* Everyone is respected until proven unworthy by me. I am sorry that you don't see the serious side of me. I don't like it much..
July 31, 2001 and tired
*sighs* Finally a day of driving, except Baldie was in his annoyance mood.. Everything I said was said with great care. Don't like pissy dad in same car as I. I guess this is my last entry for this page. Look forward to a new page of boring, drab entries to read. woo hoo.. I have nothing really to say, except that my life is under construction. Hehe, XC is coming up and I have ween myself from caffeine and sugar.. This is going to be tough. I am addicted to Mountain Dew and well, I drink it like water.. That and other amounts of caffeine and brownies. Mother dearest made brownies. So if you see Kelley walking down the street shaped as a cube (same width as I am tall) you will know that the brownies are all gone! *sighs again* Oh well... Finitive. That is my new word! Limiting element or quasi. hehe. Until a later time.
I'm hungry..