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Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009
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Well here we are again, home from a much needed vacation. It was nice, I mean who doesn't enjoy 75 degree weather in the dead of winter? I think I will focus this particular entry on my happy adventures, not so much the bad things. first of all, I loved seeing my sister. 8 months and I finally got to see her again, whootness. Lots of hanging out to be had. Better yet, I saw my dad, who indulged us and cooked wonderful food for me to eat. I do so love leftovers as well. Hahahah I can't wait until my remote control helicopter ets here from Florida; Dad, Val, and I, all have indoor helicopters and had heli-wars!!! Hilarious stuff. There was also a semi successful outing with my grandparents. Dick and Judy. We went boating! I love going out with Grandpa, he has such simple things that he enjoys and thats what my vacations are about simple relaxation. So he took us water skiing. Well sort of. Val was going to water ski, but couldn't gather the zen/balance required to do so. She kind of floundered in the water a bit, so I had to get in and help. Somehow between me helping her and getting in the water, my phone found its way to the bottom of the gulf, keeping the fishies company. Soooooo, no phone as of now. That's cool though, grandpa felt bad and gave me a razor... hope it transfers properly. So anyway, about the water skiing. The wonderful water out there wasn't so bad once I was in, so I decided to go knee boarding, which is funky, and I wound up instead of using knees, getting on my belly. Next year I might try my knees. So it was fun. Shopping with Judy was cool, I have some nice new shirts, and a nice new pair of dress pants. Also I have acquired a whole hell of a lot of new underwear. Weird thing I know, but Val has a thing for underwear and wanted me to go alone with her to Walmart to look at underwear and she wound up buying me close to 7 pairs. Oh well, its nice to have new clothing. I saw Jan a couple times, but I said we were sticking to good news, so I won't be talking about those experiences. But yeah, it was a good time, and as a going away present along with a butt load of money, my dad sent me away with the new RE game, Darkside Chronicles. VERY COOL! I haven't played it yet, as I scream like a 4 year old from seeing zombies swoop out of nowhere. Ask Sunflower bunny, the risky business hunter had me leap from the couch into his lap and shake for about a full minute. Funny stuff.
So that was my vacation, hanging out with rent, grandparents, and sister, relaxation. I'll divulge more info later on certain things, but for now I'm keeping it short and simple. So today, I am going to get the makings for my dish for Christmas dinner at Nicky's. Lets hope I'm as good at making it as my sister.
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fabulousmrfox
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Gave myself bangs by accident the other day. I finally evened them out, and I kind of look like a shaggy dog. I'm also maybe kinda really in love with them. I haven't had bangs in years.
Also, why must people ignore when other people call from halfway around the globe? I think it is extremely rude, and even if you're with someone else you could pick up the phone and talk for SIXTEEN FUCKING MINUTES because you wont be able to talk to the person for another month, let alone NOT SEE THEM FOR THE REST OF THE ENTIRE FUCKING YEAR.
I'm so tired of being abroad and having to balance everyone at Knox, at home and here as well. It's too much for me to handle, but I care too much to just let all of my relationships go to shit. If I end up working/staying here for longer though, I'm going to completely seclude myself and make new friends, because I can't deal with my emotions with having to make such a great effort to talk to people I care about who are so far away. I wish I could just stop caring. Please.
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Monday, December 21st, 2009
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fabulousmrfox
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If my body parts were Star Trek characters.
My left breast would be Spock
My right breast would be McCoy
My Vajayjay would be Keptin Kirk
My mouth would be Checkov
My arms would be Sulu
My legs would be Nurse Chapel.
My ears are Uhura
And my ass would be Scotty, because he's always forgotten.
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Friday, December 18th, 2009
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fabulousmrfox
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IT'S SNOWING!!! And it's not that piss snow we had a couple days ago. The ground is actually getting covered (even if you can still see a lot of the grass)! It's nice to have such a change of scenery after a big change in my France career. The whole Daniel thing did not end well, but he has left and is on his way back to PA. I didn't even get goodbye. I was waiting for one, but ended up getting mad and telling all of the Ohio kids to "have a good life," without any response from them at all. I think Amelia said something to them at lunch (to which they had promised to go with me and then fucked out to go with her). Needless to say, Daniel is NOT getting a fucking hat. I'm going to make it and I'm going to wear it and I'm going to post pictures on facebook and he's gonna get all sorts of jealous. How old am I? Clearly NOT 20.
BUT SNOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!
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Wednesday, December 16th, 2009
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So yesterday I find out that all the times Daniel had other things to do, when he canceled our Chinese food outing he was ditching me. But I mean really, what did I expect? I'm just so fucking frustrated because I told him he could say no (multiple times), and I told him it didn't have to be just the two of us, I just really didn't want Katie Lothstein coming. And he didn't fucking listen. And then when we were out he was all like "I'm really glad we did this." I fucking hate men. And the worst part is that I can't confront him about it (we all know how I like confronting men about problems we have with each other. God I hate it). I'm very glad and ready for this to be over tomorrow night.
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Sunday, December 13th, 2009
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fabulousmrfox
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Please. Someone clue me in as as to what;s wrong with me.
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Friday, December 11th, 2009
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fabulousmrfox
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Had two dreams about Daniel last night...it seems that these are a weekend occurance, the weekend beginning on Thursday night, since I have no classes Friday.
In the first dream, we were on our way to prison, and he pushed me up against the wall and was like "i love you." He then unzipped his pants, and I was like..."um, what are you doing? There are so many people about." And he was like "but i love you. We might never have another chance like this." And I was like "sorry, no." and I tried to zip his pants back up, but he got all mad and walked away. Then he made a new group of female friends in jail, and tried to make me jealous. It was very amusing to me in the dream. This was once again the StephenHoyt version of Daniel though. I find it funny that the two of them meld together in my mind, because they're nothing alike.
In the second one we were singing with the KCC, and then we all had to move somewhere, and in the hustle and bustle of everyone leaving, we found ourselves sectioned off from everyone. We started talking and I mentioned how much I needed a back massage, because the knots I have are the most ridiculous thing ever. So he started giving me one, but then he was like "it would be better if you weren't wearing a shirt." I laughed and he started to slip his hands under my shirt. I pulled away with a "You really don't want to see me with my shirt off." He smiled and said "nonsense." He didn't take my shirt off, but gave me a massage underneath it (if that makes any sense), and then he was like "wow, this is intense." I agreed, and he turned me around to kiss me, and it was amazing, but someone walked around the corner and we did that awkward "nothing was going on over here move." I told him I had a room that we could go to. The rest of the dream was spent wandering through a department store looking for the room.
I really do enjoy having these dreams, now that I've come to terms on where we stand relationship wise.
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Thursday, December 10th, 2009
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fabulousmrfox
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I think French men (and other international men too probably) get off on listening to anglophone women speak English. Every single man I've met has told me that American accents are to beautiful, and they love it when I speak English, and French, because the accent shows through. You start talking to them, and they're like "nooooo. No French, Englishhhhhhh." It's kinda weird.
Mon coeur se fend à cause de toi.
Les yeux me frappent comme un camion
La sourir, oreille à oreille, me fait trembler
Les mains qui prennent mon souffle avec une caresse
La scènt, je rêve et c'est là. Il reste dans mon nez, dans ma bouche, dans mes yeux, dans mon corps. Je peux pas l'évader.
Le goût que j'ai pas encore éxpériencé
Un éclat comme une balle dans ma poitrine
Mon ami, mon cher ami, une embrace, c'est tout que je peux demander.
Mon coeur se fend à cause de toi
Mais la réprise a déjà commencé.
Hurrah for crappy French love poems! I got bored in our literary texts class, and we were talking about lovey poems, and this is what I came up with.
I don't think I'm going to translate it because it would sound even stupider in English. Lol.
Also, Mozart ROCKS. (read the poem while listening to one of his Violinsonates, it makes it so much better)
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Wednesday, December 9th, 2009
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letticelover
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My 365 Day Project. Alrighty peeps, I have decided there are several projects I could do, so input would be nice, me thinks. Idea numero uno, I introduce myself daily to someone new and document about these random people, possibly photograph them to prove it. Idea numero dos, I don't talk to people but instead do a 365 Photo a day project, and not boring in the house stuff. Numero tres, draw one thing a day that I am proud of. Number 4, write something everyday, but of course that would also involve me requiring some kind of inspiration which would be hard to find, but its on the list if someone feels like giving me a theme every day. You know, something. This must be figured out soon, hopefully something jumps out at me. BAH!
EDIT: I have decided! Alright, well moments after I put this up I had the idea that there are at least 100 types of photography. Nifty huh? So I found a list, took out all the impossible types for me, like you know forensic stuff since I can't go to crime scenes and stuff, and other things that require specialized cams, like the xrays and stuff. Soooo I took that number, divided 365 by that number and came up with 5. So, the plan.
73 types of photography to explore and learn and do over 365 days. I will spend 5 days on each, and post one photo per day on that subject. Day one of each type will be called The Raw. That photo will be the one I take before researching what settings and environments and stuff I should be using according to the photo bible. Soooooo, Here we go, I'm about to embark on this journey. Oh should I go alphabetical or by how related they are? Oh or should I just pick a type off the list each time I'm to begin?
Whoot for projects.
EDIT: Another edit. Well I thought about this prject thing and I'm going to exclude weekends and holidays so that I can actually not worry about this thing during my family oriented days, sOoooooo. 255 day project. Anyway I'll set up a thing for it later, but I'm going to put it out of my mind for now so, chillin ^.^ And good night.
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