catie 09:04 a.m.
Has anyone read this thing in centuries?
[Thursday, July 7, 2005]
Trina 11:03 p.m.
Look at me, I remembered the password.
Hope you don't mind.
[Tuesday, March 1, 2005]
the ninja princess catie 05:47 p.m.
It all started when the princess was found. Dead. The counsel decided to have a meeting on the issue, but no one had any idea to who the murderer could have been. They decided to ask the wild beast living in the cave. The beast said that it had to be the Ninja Princess. So they hunted her, and she ran, but was easily caught. (It's hard to escape when you have but one leg.) When taken into custody, she said, "NO PICS PLZ!1". Still, that doggone nosy press snuck in a picture of her crying. The great monkey of the west was outraged. "I've known that mofo for years, man. This is uncool." The Mask, the God which all civilizations worship, agreed that it was unfair to capture the princess, simply because she was Chinese. When Princess heard the news, her eyes widened, and she smirked. She was let free, and the whole world smiled.
The End, yo.
[Monday, February 9, 2004]
catie 08:13 p.m.
I've so been planning to update this with pics from my ninja adventures, but whatever.
I need to quit a life of sugar and start a life of Atkins because I hate hate hate my body I hate it. o_O
liek omg lmfao
[Wednesday, February 4, 2004]
gosh gee it's ashley b 05:32 p.m.
i keep on coming back to this vamoose thing, i guess it's because i like the layout, so i'm thinking of redoing whiplash with the coding for this one. yeah wotev.
so i wore a skirt today with my crap homemade leg warmers (made out of.. old shirt sleeves that i liked but didn't like the shirt) and i can't walk too hard or the sleeves fall down to my ankles, so when i go up the stairs i go really slow, and it pisses people off. and i'm always stopping suddenly to lift my leg up and pull them up, and that pisses people off too. aha.
it was fucking cold today, bloody hell, and i had to wear a skirt. but that's okay. i'm tuff. tuff stuff, if i do say so myself. i wish my birthday and christmas weren't so far apart. i think of great things to ask for, and by the time a celebration of jesus/me rolls around, i completely forget. and then i'm short on time and ask for some lameass presents i usually don't use. gosh.
i keep saying gosh, and it's because of my sweet darlin Lee who has been saying "gosh" on the phone/im all the time and it's rubbing off onto me. he's great. do YOU know lee? of course not. he's just way too cool. i don't even know why he talks to me, but gosh, it sure makes me feel pretty darn neato
so in my learning lab (i dunno what it's called at other schools. study hall? basically it's just free time to do homework) i was drawing and i erased a lot, and i guess i got a little excited about sweeping the eraser bits from my paper because i hit my hand on the chair in front of me and out of habit i said "oww!" outloud. learning labs are really quiet, duh, so everyone heard me. this attractive young man, i believe to be a freshman, turns around and smiles (he's a BMXer or something.. he's pretty cute + an athlete, so i didn't expect him to be much of a nice guy) and i'm trying to be cool and pop my knuckles (when really i was nursing my finger that got whalloped) and he chuckled and said "just play it off." it made me smile.
and on the Fucking Bus, as i like to call it, there's this freshman matt that has an 8th grade brother and i usually sit in the front seat because i dislike everyone on that bus. when matt gets off at his stop, right before he gets off he glances back at his little brother to make sure he's getting off too. it makes me smile.
and when i fall and no one's around, i laugh really hard
and i love it when i suddenly get the urge to dance at 1 AM, and so i put some jams on my headphones and dance around for a little while to the smiths and prince. and that makes me smile.
but gosh, spiders sure don't make me smile.
[Thursday, January 29, 2004]
a 08:08 a.m.
<3
[Wednesday, January 28, 2004]
catie 08:35 p.m.
lmfaoomg fuck you too, buddy.
[Tuesday, January 27, 2004]
ashley nichole bailey 05:28 p.m.
i'm in love with the idea that love doesn't exist
i'm too selfish for love anyways, but who isn't
i was kind of hoping that things would change
but they don't change easy
i've been listening to elliott smith, he's a food replacement
a social replacement
aaahhhhh.
feel like shit,
the morning after
moping isn't a good hobby to have.
fuck you, catie-kun, i'm not emo.
[Tuesday, January 27, 2004]
catie, again 04:06 p.m.
Malice Mizer is so weird that they're hot. I've never heard electric guitars, violins, bass, and organs used together before.
I guess I'm sort of hungry, and I need a shower. Nothing to do. Might do english homework afterwards and then go to bed.
[Tuesday, January 27, 2004]
catie 04:08 p.m.
Never thought I'd say this, but the layout is sweet.
So... sup. I've got Mountain Dew and I'm cleaning the kitchen and thinking about porn. And I'm gonna stop there for now because I don't know what to say and I'm sure to rape this sometime soon.
[Saturday, January 24, 2004]
ash 02:45 p.m.
ahoyyyyyy. catie e-mailed me and asked if we could start vamoose back up and i thought it was a grand idea.
[Saturday, January 24, 2004]
