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| Friday, February 14th, 2003 |
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 You are the little prince. Saint Exupery's 'The Little Prince' Quiz. brought to you by Quizilla |
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| Saturday, February 8th, 2003 |
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Who: one Miss.Ally(x) Rowe What: recieved word that she has been *hired* Where: YMCA Childcare Center When: A couple of times a week Why: To take play with and amuse children 18 months to 6 years after their "learning" part of daycare is over What: for 11 dollars an hour!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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* god this song is awesome! Salt and Peppa!!!!* Hey, yeah - I wanna shoop, baby (Oooo, how you doin', baby? No, not you You, the bow-legged one, (ha-ha) yeah What's your name? Damn, that sounds sexy) Here I go, here I go, here I go again (again?) Girls, what's my weakness? (Men!) Ok then, chillin', chillin', mindin' my business (word) Yo, Salt, I looked around, and I couldn't believe this I swear, I stared, my niece my witness The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda...uh Wicked, wicked (oooo) - had to kick it I'm not shy so I asked for the digits A ho? No, that don't make me See what I want slip slide to it swifty Felt it in my hips so I dipped back to my bag of tricks Then I flipped for a tip, make me wanna do tricks for him Lick him like a lollipop should be licked Came to my senses and I chilled for a bit Don't know how you do the voodoo that you do So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop shoop shoop Shoop shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop Ummm, you're packed and you're stacked 'specially in the back Brother, wanna thank your mother for a butt like that (thanks, Mom) Can I get some fries with that shake-shake boobie? If looks could kill you would be an uzi You're a shotgun - bang! What's up with that thang? I wanna know how does it hang? Straight up, wait up, hold up, Mr. Lover Like Prince said you're a sexy mutha- Well-a, I like 'em real wild, b-boy style by the mile Smooth black skin with a smile Bright as the sun, I wanna have some fun Come (come) and (hmmm) give me some of that yum-yum Chocolate chip, honey dip, can I get a scoop? (please) Baby, take a ride in my coupe, you make me wanna... Shoop shoop ba-doop (Baby, hey) Shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop Shoop shoop ba-doop (Don't you know I wanna shoop, baby) Shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop Well let me bring you back to the subject, Pep's on the set Make you get hot, make you work up a sweat When you skip-to-my-lou, my darling Not falling in love but I'm falling for your (super sperm) When I get ya betcha bottom dollar you were best under pressure (Yo, Sandy, I wanna like, taste you) Getcha getcha lips wet cuz it's time to have Pep On your mark, get set, go, let me go, let me shoop To the next man in the three-piece suit I spend all my dough, ray me, cutie Shoop shoop a-doobie like Scoobie Doobie Doo I love you in your big jeans, you give me nice dreams You make me wanna scream, "Oooo, oooo, oooo!" I like what ya do when you do what ya do You make me wanna shoop Shoop shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop Shoop shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop (Oh, my goodness, girl, look at him He's the cutest brother in here And he's comin' this way! Oooo!) S and the P wanna kick with me, cool (uh-huh) But I'm wicked, G, (yeah) hit skins but never quickly (that's right) I hit the skins for the hell of it, just for the yell I get Mmm mmm mmm, for the smell of it (smell it) They want my bod, here's the hot rod (hot rod) Twelve inches to a yard (damn) and have ya soundin' like a retard (yeah) Big 'Twan Love-Her, six-two, wanna hit you So what you wanna do? What you wanna do? Mmmm, I wanna shoop Shoop shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop Shoop shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop Oh, you make me wanna shoop Hey yeah, I wanna shoop, baby |
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| Thursday, February 6th, 2003 |
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hmmmm. i've got a bit of time to kill nefore class. the scanner i wanted to use today is booked so i'm not sure what i should do. my teacher suggested another scaning room but it is "unknown" and "scary" most of me just wants to go back to bed.... i put new strings on my guitar. rather my friend craig did it. i've got like 5 months until summer camp and you'd better believe i will be able to play a small selection of camp fire appropriate tunes in time 1- lisa loeb- stay it's the only lisa loeb song anybody else ever wants to hear. plus friend skinny will play it with me so i'm not so bashful. 2- oasis- wonderwall we all secertly love oasis. it's true. in fact i don't think i've ever met a person who didn't wish they heard this song more often 3- a beatles song... hopefully 1, 2, 3, 4 cause it's fun and cute and makes me wanna dance 4- christina agulera(sp?)- dirrrty cuase woiu;dn't it be funny? * i love summer camp. i long for trees and afternoons spent investigating rotten logs. building things, seeing the stars and waking up invigorated.* ** i think i might be meant for commune life?** *** may remeber the old days when i'd take out books about communes from the school library? i sit quietly in the back of my classes lulling myself on the tales of 1970's lesbain communes and wondering if they were still around? i miss the ottawa public library.*** |
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| Tuesday, February 4th, 2003 |
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BLAH!!!! what an awful fucking day. 1)i'm trying to make a quilt for my design class and it's fucking hard since i don't have a sweing machine. 2)the wind was so hard pauvre little ally could NOT walk forwards- literally. i had to run inside a bank today to stop from being blown over. 3)i need some personal fucking space and some nature. the last time i was around trees and air and freeely r u nn... ing water was a forever and a half ago. 4)i cannot stop loving my film friend M. even though i have a perfectly livable and sometimes lovable signifigant other. og relationships you deboche me!!!! so basically i'm being a self indulgent baby today. |
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| Wednesday, January 29th, 2003 |
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pan canadian anti war conferenece who's all going? if you's a going let me know so i can have someone to oo and awww with over suprising stats and sven robinson's ass!!! |
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ooooy! i'm ridiculous preoccupied with next year. should i stay at this school should i switch to concureent education??? again OY!! also where the fuck am i going to live? with who? ick |
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| Tuesday, January 28th, 2003 |
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THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME: 01 | not being able to afford school 02 | the dark 03 | drowning THREE THINGS I LOVE: 01 | granola 02 | my family 03 | babies THREE THINGS I HATE: 01 | unfairness 02 | money 03 | violence THREE THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND: 01 | violence 02 | bad food 03 | media... so bias, so BAD THREE THINGS ON MY DESK: 01 | granola bar wrapper 02 | phone 03 | parenting newspaper... ( don't even ask) THREE THINGS I'M DOING RIGHT NOW: 01 | watching the news 02 | crossing legs 03 | drinking water THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE: 01 | create!!!! 02 | make my own clothing (all of it) 03 | work with children THREE THINGS I CAN DO: 01 | love 02 | tickle 03 | talk THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY PERSONALITY: 01 | bright ( sparkly...) 02 | light 03 | keen THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY LOOKS: 01 | young 02 | curly 03 | feminin THREE THINGS I CAN'T DO: 01 | there is nothing i can't do!!! 02 | 03 | THREE THINGS I THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO: 01 | india arie 02 | traveling wilburys 03 | your concience THREE THINGS I SAY THE MOST: 01 | amazing 02 | it's so hard to be me... 03 | awwww THREE OF YOUR ABSOLUTE FAVORITE FOODS: 01 | mac & cheese 02 | cheese cake 03 | ice cream THREE THINGS I WORRY ABOUT: 01 | money 02 | money 03 | money THREE THINGS YOU'D LIKE TO LEARN: 01 | to play the violin 02 | how to be a waitress 03 | karma sutra THREE BEVERAGES YOU DRINK REGULARLY: 01 | water 02 | tea 03 | hot choclate THREE SHOWS YOU WATCHED WHEN YOU WERE A KID: 01 | zooblie zoo 02 | polka dot door 03 | full house |
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| Monday, January 20th, 2003 |
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I am APALLED at the ontario/canadian/toronto problems with homelessness. i am sick of seeing people who are differntly abled living in the streets becuase our lazy fucking government refuses to take care of thier specific needs. EVERY SINGLE PERSON on this planet has value. EVERY SINGLE PERSON on this planet should have at minimum a warm bed, a full tummy and acess to educational facilites no matter what thier "mental" or "physical" capacity is. ARGGGGGH!!! i have decided to compile a zine of photogrpahs and interviews with various people who have experienced/ are experiencing homelessness and its effects. I plan to them make copies of the zine and send them to various politicans etc etc. if anyone knows any organisations who i can contact to find out more through please let me know. and if anyone wants to help out/ has any suggestions please email me. |
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| Sunday, January 19th, 2003 |
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11- being lonely ( ie i miss my family) 12- not getting to hang out with my ottawa friends ( ex sarah, rona, camp kids etc..) 13- not being able to find a job becuase i have no experience 14-bad televison 15- how everything is expensive and i can't afford anything (ex toliet paper) 16- how i am still about to go shopping to make myself feel better 17- feeling like crap about my relationship but not being able to talk about it without hurting my boyfriend 18- being bad at latin dancing (i expected it but still...) 19- writing pathetic lists about things that i hate 20- this disapointing monster truck rally last night 21- growing out my bangs!!!!!!!!!!!!! 22- my boots falling apart 23- everyone saying that the new clothing my mum bought just isn't me. has it never occured to anyone that i'm growing up 24- having my feeling on wolrd politcs simplifed to my gender ( ie i am female, i am emotional) during globalization class 25-chapped lips. nothing works |
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| Thursday, January 16th, 2003 |
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so I'm trying to decide what to write for my globalization essay. i already talked to my teacher about doing my paper on palestine, isreal and the american agenda. he cautioned me that i would likely run into a lack of information, which is undoubtly true. i've been trying to get ressources form the differnet libraries in town (public, ryerson and o of t) and have still not come across a single ressource which looks to be really inforamtive and useful. oh well i do have until 10 am tomorow to write my proposal. i'm talking latin club dancing classes. i've got one tonight. i hope they don't expect me to be co-ordinated. i am unofrtunatly clumsy. i must have one of those misplaced center of balance things.... i'm quite excited about the protest this weekend. i've been reading up a lot on the sanctions agaiainst iraq as well as subjecting myself to the mass media take of the day to day events. the combination of the two has cuased my furry to build at a dramatic rate. i've started to compile a letter to my (ottawa) mp. technically s/he's not mine since i don't live in ottawa any more but s/he represents a smaller area and i therfore believe proably has less angry letters to address. okay i'm goigng to start working now. SUGGESTIONS WELCOME (for essay) |
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| Thursday, January 9th, 2003 |
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| anyone have a class taught by Dr. Gamno? i have him for my globalisation class and he seems rad. | ||||
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| Wednesday, January 1st, 2003 |
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hey all. i have to adapt my timetable tomrow and would like any input you kids have about which class i should take 1-PHL 406 Philosophy: Contemporary Moral Issues II This course examines the ethical principles, concepts, and theories that lie at the heart of some important and controversial social issues. The practical and contemporary focus of the course will be determined by a selection of issues from such topics as: Sanctity of life and the Limits to Choice or Research (e.g., abortion, genetic engineering), Crime and Punishment (e.g., capital punishment, moral accountability), Welfare and Distributive Justice (e.g., poverty, wealth distribution, family support, right to work). 2-MUS 201 Music: Introduction to Classical Music This course examines Western music from the Classical, Romantic and Modern periods (approx. 1750 to the present day). Survey of the development of major styles, genres and forms of European music, including symphony, concerto and sonata. Lives and works of the great composers including Mozart, Beethoven and Stravinsky. Second half of MUS 021. 3-ENG 212 English: Cultures in Crisis How does culture allow us to know who we are? Over time culture has not merely reflected the nature of reality, but also has participated in defining and creating it. The purpose of this course is to examine selected texts from a variety of cultural, social, economic, and historical perspectives and contexts, and to explore how these texts have shaped our shifting notions of reality and our place within it. (LL) |
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| Monday, December 30th, 2002 |
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howdy mes amies, it's been ages sinces i've written here. lately i've been wound up in drunken orgies, getting high and seeing evreyone in ottawa a thousand times over. it has been fun. sureal but fun. i miss toronto. i miss security. i suppose the real reason it has been so very long since i wrote is becuase my winter holidays have also made me come to a lot of crushing realisations. my family, however lovely they may be, aren't all together fully functioning. my father is strangly obsessed with sucess. it seems ood to me becuase if i knew i was going to die young i would spend my time loving life not killing myself even more. my mother is, just as i predicted, stuck in a relationship where she is given the bare minimum. her partner doesn't suit her and she is with him only for financial security. she is sad and lonely and is tormented intellectually. my mothers boyfriends house is a place of haranguement. i'm constantly being bombarded with reminders ("cleverly" layed out by mothers partner) to remind me of how benevolent and kind he has been to "take in" my poor single mother and help her support ungodly demon children. my fathers house is just as he is lately. devoid of any sort of life. any passion. he is simply anger and for seom strange unknown reason every time i am in his house i feel said anger brimming through the unsettled in home. i suppose, par usual i am saying nothing. i think of late i lack that divine inspiration that usually posses me so completely that i have passion for anything. i'm sure it will return once my life is order and i am not hung over. ewwwwwwwwwww!!!! this is one of those awful livejournal entires i read on my friends list and think "fuck, shut up! and who do you think you are with that non capitalisation crap? ee cummings????" alas dear sould i am not so unally an i am writing. is till get pleasure out of little things and sing little french songs from my childhood and make faces at anyone under the age of 9. i am still me even if i keep on crying. perhaps i am becoming human! PERHAPS I AM PINOCIO REVERSED. ( i say reveresed cause no my nose has no bone!) |
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| Friday, December 27th, 2002 |
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you left your wallet at my house. my phones are dead????? ( who knows why) but you can call me at 825-9841 you want to arrange a pickup later |
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| Monday, December 9th, 2002 |
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hmph. i've already begun this live journal entry once before. am i the only living soul who will turn away form their monitor for only a moment to crunch on salad and find that when they return their words have somehow unappeared???? i find this odd. as i have already told you ( though you didn't hear i told you just the same) i am well aware it has been quite sometime since i last wrote. much has gone on in the last hetic weeks, much that i care not to relive. much however has also brought my bundles of well cooked joy and for that i am glad. one interesting suprise that time delivered was a 3 am firedrill. being the person that i am, i was flying high asleep when it sounded. my brain wass literally mush. i only have one exam left. my projects are done. and i can finally inhale again. my last exam is english but i should do well as i am clever and cute and mr.english likes clever cute girls. i got back my art history exam mark. I had the eleventh highest mark. yes i am bragging. i deserve to. 89% on ones first university exam seems swell. (i tell you this next thing only becuase my arrogance sometimes needs to be fanned.) there are about 400 of us in the class. i am once again in a boyfirnedless state. this does not upset of thrill me. i'm just taking time to think right now. i cannot think when i am with him. i need to think about myself. ( now doesn't that last paragraph make more sense?? ) and so my friends i should proabbly go. i could tell you many a tale about my recent adventures but i'm fairly sure they are only amusing to me. okay, you forced me i will make a quick list of points about the last while funness -i've bought many lovely christmas gifts. -i danced with a boy who looked like frodo(sp?) from lord of the rings. he sweat a lot -when i am in ottawa over the holidays i will be allowed to photograph the babies at my mom's school. -i bought myseflf hot as tea corduroy pants *OWWW OWWW* -my room is so dirty it actually feels icky -i have an addiction to gum and cranberry muffins bon nuit pour now |
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| Wednesday, November 27th, 2002 |
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today had been interesting. i've decided to return to the basics. my fundamental thoughts that have been long abandonned due to over work and emotional drainage. this is good news. i got into a fight with an anti choice activist outside the cabbage town women's clinic him- ( sees me looking up inquisitivly at womens health center) Do you need our help? me- no no just here to take some photogrpahs becuase i heard there were anti choice protestors. him- not to many these days. me- hey, i'm glad. maybe people's minds are opening up him- (beat) you anti life? me- you mean anti choice? him- isn't easy to say that isn't it? when you aren't the one being murdered? me- I COULDN'T BE MURDERED IF I WAS A FETUS, I WOULDN'T HAVE A BRAIN OR THE ABILITY TO SPEAK OR THINK FOR THAT MATTER.... he runs a shady anti choice group that rents a basement in a building beside the womens center and yells at women going inside and convices them they are "murders" and to keep thier unborn children. SHIT HEADS. in other recent news yesterday Bush signed the Homeland Protection Bill. This means 22 American offices ( including immigration, border control and while it isn't very publisized, sectors of the CIA) are beacoming one huge office. For more info see the tornto star from yesterday. this is big stuff. funnny how americans always end up encouraging laws and polices that undermine thier beloved consitution. this is big news kids. soon they're hoping to get retinal scans at the borders. cool huh? *wrech* its time to bed.... |
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| Tuesday, November 19th, 2002 |
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little things Been around the whole world, still ain't seen Nothin' like my neighborhood And of all the fancy satin and silk My white cotton feels so good Searched high and low for a place Where I can lay my burdens down Ain't nothin' in the whole wide world Like the piece that I have found (It's the little things) It's the little things And the joy they bring (The little things) It's the little things And joy they bring As simple as a phone call just to make it known That you're gonna be a little late Pure as a kiss on a cheek in a word That everything will be okay Call in the mornin' from my little sister Singin' to me, "Happy Birthday" In the quest for fortune and fame Don't forget about the simple things (It's the little things) It's the little things And the joy they bring, yeah (The little things) It's the little things And joy Give me some roomful, give me seclusion Give me some peace of mind Bring me some sunshine, bring me some blue sky Runnin' 'round in circles, lost my focus Lost sight of my goal I do this for the love of music Not for the glitter and gold Got everything that I pray for Even a little more When I ask to learn humility This is what I was told (It's the little things) It's the little things And the joy they bring, it's the little things (The little things) It's the little things Oh...hee... Give me my guitar, bring me a bright star Give me new clothes, give me some cute shoes Give me a ladder, give me some matter Bring me my peace of mind Give me some Stevie, give me some Donny Give me my daddy, give me my mommy Pour me some sweet tea, spoonful of honey I don't need no Hollywood |
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| Saturday, November 2nd, 2002 |
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i'm at my mothers house waiting for you to call. wodnmering what you will have to say wondering when things got so damn complicated. i\m nto sure evn i understand the situation at hand or how i feel. i know i don't understand you. it's hard i guess when everything out of your mouth reminds me of 5 minutes i know you meant that play on repeat forever. i wish i was ta the gallery opening. ottawa is boring and unfun. unless i get laid tonihgt in which case.... |
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jubilant.