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Sunday, October 31, 2004 ( 8:29 PM ) watch it burn for miles there was something orange on my finger. i dont really know what it was. but i ate it. maybe cheese from my sandwich? this is like in boy meets world when they move in together. into that little apartment with stuff on the wall that is either a. brains or b. salad. Tapenga didnt know what it was but she ate it anyway! i left something important in the costume room! SHIT! my favorite costumes: rock star and kangaroo-oligist! <3, cordelia # Friday, October 29, 2004 ( 10:41 PM ) so sweet and so cold. i am taking sides and loving your warm hands i found a GINORMOUS SPIDER. bigger than a quarter living in my basement. tomorrow: meet (work day) shruti's performance the dance <3 yum! cordelia # Thursday, October 28, 2004 ( 7:17 PM ) fog, fog, fog i really like the weather. it's really... neat? anyways. "Break It Down: Bush is pissed/Cause he can't fuck this/Resist/And raise up your fist!" <--- a rad radical cheer. speaking of people being pissed, fucking, and this i was just at the rally for greater access to emergency contraception. so were: a lot of people i knew. so i was holding the big BIG BIG sign. more steadying it then holding it and these two guys, walked by and were like "wha?" and puzzling over what EC meant. so i told them. and then they, they as in one of them, the chunkier one, was like "Oh, wanna try it out with us?" puh-lease. so i half expected some comment like that because, well, my skirt is short, my shirt was tight, and i was looking FINE (albeit a little chilled). but from a dude right near me? no way. where i can just jump him? so i was like "get a life." i wasnt that upset, just sort of grossed out, what a dumb fuck. i shouldve said: "Wanna get butt fucked in jail after i charge you with statutory (sp) rape?" then he wouldve been like "Uhh," "Yeah that's right, i'm sixteen, whatcha gonna do?" yeah. put that in your corona and drink it, frat boy. but then mark was there. whoa. yes. mark from borders and PAPER OR PLASTIC? also there: adam zmick. who dated zoe s.? yeah, whatevs. so good times. now: dinner then: costume/studying. i like y-control. cordelia # Wednesday, October 27, 2004 ( 7:49 PM ) somehow pictures fade. i love that part in gosford park where he kisses her and says "i've wanted to do that since the first time i saw you." today herr w said that he'd tell my mom what i did in the halls, and i was like "i'll tell you're mom!" and then he was like "my mom thinks i only hold hands" and i was like "OH Yeah, well how'd you have your daughter??" "uh... A stork came!" i told him he was in the middle ages. i meant dark ages. in the lounge lucy, amirah and i did gymnastics. matt and i practiced falling after school. i have a floor burn on my arm. i love my math group. i just made my pirate tshirt. it smudged. OH WELL! cdelia # Tuesday, October 26, 2004 ( 8:43 PM ) disregard my nervousness, please ignore my vacant stares we are depressing/i opted instead for foreign shores/late intoxicated nights,/the taste of strangers on my lips, the smell of their cigarettes in my hair sort of a true story. not really. ok. yes. but no! but nevermind! dear members of the violent femmes, YAYEUGH! so you know when ashlee simpson messed up on SNL? well: jude law is the sex (sort of) and her band mates are hilarious! and when i say "jude law is the sex (sort of)" i mean: this man is a great actor, very attractice and i love how he and his son, rafferty (?!) bike to school. i do not mean: i want to bang him. no, no, NO! www.collegehumor.com/news/ashlee_snl.wav heehee, i like the jig! clg. # Sunday, October 24, 2004 ( 10:02 PM ) split peas, not atoms split peas, not adams? i am busy corrected my math exam. i hate homework. kinzie is seventeen now. her birthday was fun. the afterparty, the little bit i stayed for, was even better. except when i hurt my arm. ow! once al asked bro to sharpen her pencil and he said "i'm not al's pencil bitch" and i just have to write that here so i can erase it and continue correcting. whoops! i started this at 10:02. kent has arrived. i hate test corrections! xoxo, cordelia # Saturday, October 23, 2004 ( 4:41 PM ) and i'm screaming at the top of my lungs/pretending that the echo's belong to someone/someone i used to know i wish i was home alone. the air smells absolutely great. there is a tree outside of my window. it is the brightest orange. i love it. it looks like it just burst into flame. !. i am listening to the postal service. i love fall. and the trees. my dad just knocked on my door. so i have to clean up my room. because we are having guests?! who used to live in chicago, but now live in nebraska (?!). yeah. so apparently their son (?!?!) is looking at uiuc and he's a senior (?!). HARDY HAR HAR. last night we watched Queer as Folk. episodes 12 and 14. and the sex scenes of chapter thirteen. we also ate lots of popcorn. i also went to the volleyball game and cheered loudly. i wish my courdoroys werent so decrepit. i just wish it. but if i had new cordouroys i'd probably just stroke them. and nothing else. but damn! i also like my fake little crushes. like adam long. and how he looks at the audience and brings them in. mm! so we were supposed to perform at krannert. and we did. but it was just me and ridenhour and kris and kinzie and my parents and the sound lady and two dudes. we had been led to believe that the public would be there. no sweat. i messed up a little. oh well! then it was off to mandarin wok. AND then to work day. poor sara. poor sara. i am glad i am not known as "the artsy girl." i told ms. ridenhour that i thought we should organize jobs for the next work day. she said it wasnt a problem of disorganization. yes. yes, it was. and i am not even blaming it on her. mm! at 8:55 i woke up for the march. i was late, but we found it eventually. people liked my shirt. i saw robin mittenthal(?). today i wished that matt freeman had a twin. so that senior is coming over. TIME TO HIDE MY MARIJUANA JONES. hardy har har! cordelia (loots-gollin)! # Thursday, October 21, 2004 ( 10:32 PM ) "bush is pissed/'cause he cant fuck this" - the new rad. cheer by NYC squad i forgot to say that: i had a nosebleed. i hate how my stomach and throat feel afterwards. today i was thinking about how if someone moved away i might not miss them. and it is not mark. it was a mean thought. but i was feeling mean. this is before i felt completely exhausted. i wanted my bed to myself, but my cat wouldnt leave. he just hit my face with his tail. so i went downstairs and cried in the kitchen. just to mix it up. also because i was thirsty and wanted water from a tall cool glass. my bagel was awful. i gave some of it to mr. sutton. his sons have the most fascinating eyebrows. but i do wish that boys would just let those eyebrows grow. or most of them. i mean, some of them not so much. i cant wait for activism club. it will be rad. my burn is going away. i tried to ice my shoulders. it was like wearing an ice back pack. i have only just regained feeling, i continue to be chilled. [sincerely calvin here] clg # ( 7:18 PM ) with a gulp and smile: we listened to greenday. and i jumped around. and i loved the air the way it felt and smelled [near your flushed neck] i also scraped myself on some crazy couch that had nails on it, so we duct taped it up. then atul went crazy. with the duct tape. then brozilator came in and i said something about math and sucking ballzilators. later, kovacs came in and was like "HELL" there were other words around it, maybe a 'what the,' but i cant remember them. so then she tried to convince us that she'd said heck. and then she blamed us for corrupting her. and i blamed her for corrupting the 7th/8th graders. and she liked that. because she doesnt like that woman either! YAY YAY YAY! deja vu. sort of. um?! swimming hurts. but i like it. nice pegging. so my yearbook picture is the one with the sunglasses. but my dad decided that he needed some of me without glasses. so he had kinkos blow up a photo. it made me mad. it is dumb. "but we cant see your face" but you cant see my attitude. plus my skin looks sunburned. but it wasnt. man. fuck that. they also said something about how my senior picture should show how my face looks. they think my glasses are big? man. they should look at themselves. good thing they arent controlling parents who will be like "no you cant do that as your senior picture." we'd revolt. me and the cat, and they know it. whatever. i just found it dumb of him. cdelia. # Wednesday, October 20, 2004 ( 10:55 PM ) p.s. you played me this song and were very impressed by my shirt impressed to the point of vulgarity then we kicked your ass (with the words that poured from my mouth*) *shirt ***the yellow shirt, cordelia. the party. the concert. the blurty, please. ****not who kinzie suspects. *****a secret! ******unless you find my bookmark! kjldsa! me as in everyone in that little room and then that sugar eating (man). # ( 10:41 PM ) break it down. oh man. i just talked to tom. fuck it. not tom, other stuff. my dad gave me a nice essay to read. an arguement. all about abortion. and i started it. and it was great. almost as great as me sewing pants while wearing them. actually, greater. almost as great as my crush [i fabricated] for creative writing. fabricate? [fabricate] (actually, greater) leaves that smell sweet and are as beautiful as flowers on this crisp fall day. this is just like all those other things you ask me to do. that i think are silly. that are silly. your paranoia has no place in my art. your hand has no place on my mouth. i sort of wish art and mouth rhymed. but thank goodness i am no slave to rhyme, otherwise you would have been subjected to part or fart. erlack! cordelia # Monday, October 18, 2004 ( 7:25 PM ) the other night i saw an enormous bush/cheney sign on top of an ugly ass white van at county market. i tried to quote propaghandi at it but i was so tired it just sounded like a string of obscenities spewing from the mouth of a vulgar girl. then tonight my mom told me that she just wished the religious right would curl up and die and how sick she is of them. i agree. now today ms. kovacs was taking down emergency contraception rally signs (next thursday 5:30-6:30 pm by the "ugly ass mural" near osco) why? there are seventh and eighth graders in our school. SO? seventh and eighth graders can have sex! ms. kovacs should know this. apparently, she doesnt want conservative parents to get all up in arms. apparently there were problems with conservative parents last year. specifically one mother. and we wouldnt want to upset her. oh no. well, why doesnt she just organize a little session so she can tell us all how she wants us to act and what will offend her. that way we can tip toe around her and dress properly and not do anything too radical. but until that happens ben will hopefully start the activism club so we can kick some ass. and by ass i mean bush. and dick. sometimes i just feel like i need to jump up and kick some ass. and i know i have said that already. but you dont understand. which looks better: PRACTICE ABSTINENCE NO BUSH. NO DICK. 2004. or something else? anyways, i think i could kick ass more effectively with shorter hair, especially if it shined and had body. I LOVE MY MATH GROUP. BRO AND AL AND BRETT ARE THE BEST. "WHAT?" and the drooly part! tomorrow: ninja appreciation day. <3 cordelia p.s. i sent sara sligar the most annoying email of my uni career today, i cant wait till she responds. also, she was worried about rehearsing at uni and performing at the armory and i said "you can go check out the armory before you start" or something. but it was hella dry. and sounded really cold. then i started laughing. needless to say, it was not effective. clg! # Sunday, October 17, 2004 ( 5:09 PM ) wearing out the flooring in a cheap hotel. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME: (FIRST WORD YOU SEE ON YOUR LEFT + FAVORITE RESTAURANT): Lorac Mandarin Wok ?? FLY GIRL" ALIAS (aka J. Lo): (First Initial + First Two or Three Letters of your Last Name): C. Loo BARFLY ALIAS: (Last Snack Food You Ate + Your Favorite Alcoholic Drink): Spaghettios Vodka OPERA ALIAS: (Middle Name + Street Where You First Lived): Rose Wellington YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (NAME OF FIRST PET + STREET YOU LIVE ON): Basil University... ew! YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (NAME OF YOUR FAVOURITE SNACK FOOD + GRANDFATHERS FIRST NAME): Wasabi Peas Willard (Cheezits Louis?" ICON ALIAS: (Something Sweet Within Sight + Any Liquid in Kitchen): Chewy Bar Palmolive DETECTIVE ALIAS: (Favorite Baby Animal + Where You Went to High School): Kitty Uni how lame! except wasabi peas willard. my cat seems to be gaining weight! <3 <3 !!! this is so exciting, no longer trying to be ghandi! i love writing three line poems that are barely haikus. last night i folded flyers into cranes. leaves are great. cordelia # Thursday, October 14, 2004 ( 9:42 PM ) became famous on that day in november. remember february? that thing. it was at CV Loyydds. loyyds? lloyds? whatevs! i love to write poems about people i dont know. # Wednesday, October 13, 2004 ( 9:38 PM ) oh porfavor, no more el bullshito i accidently just moisturized my tongue. ew. senior night was good. i like gwen stefani. i said "dude you reek of axe" to kris. i hope that wasnt mean, but my nose is at armpit level. i miss peepaw. i miss helen heidelburger. you are so boring. and i can not even tell you that. i love my math group. and ninjas. and pirates. before i got sick of you. i am excited. but it is a secret. i am a terrible secret witch, sorry. i like ms. kovacs, it was nice of her to give me kleenex. all the girls i've ever known... clg # ( 8:53 PM ) "what is that thing all up under your waist? oh my god, iss a mooty in my face!" i meant booty. TOO LATE! this box is like concrete. except not because i just mistyped box three times. i am getting lazy. except apparently not because of my nice swim. yes. 100 free ~1.25. yeah. very nice four seconds there. i started and i was thinking that i was going to fast and that i would die, and i almost did and i sort of messed up a turn, but it was nice. yum! and my secret buddy made me a nice sign. DOUBLE YUM! why are boys my age soooo grumpy sometimes? i guess girls are too. oh well. oh taste that booty flava! oh wait, so recently i've been getting collar bone pains. BUT WAIT. that totally means shoulder problems. so maybe i'll get them checked out... oh say... november 8th? yeah. take that sports med! cordelia # Friday, October 08, 2004 ( 11:33 PM ) hey babe, take a walk on the wild side i love my rice bag. someday, i might add a pocket. i babysat tonight. i improved my leaping skill. i was jumped on. i did my math homework. i completely forgot to give my last entry content! whoops! that seems to happen a lot, though. i went to this french thing and i talked to this guy. and he was portugese. but he spoke french, crazy, right? no, not really. then this i thought our student teacher from last year. (mlle hilaris?) was someone's sister. i think i was wrong. it was noisy, but i dont recall. so i watched a tiny bit of A&E and they were like "the characters buffalo bill of silence of the lambs, leather face from the texas chainsaw massacre and [one other guy] were all based on the true crimes of some other guy" um... so i cant remember his name. but he looked really scary so i changed the channel BUT then i went back and they were talking about how he made blinds out of lips or something and how all these body parts were lying around his house. um. now i am sort of scared. but what a CRAZY guy. OH! OH! OH! today THE adam zmic came to our door (while i was organizing our tea cabinet). he was canvassing for dr. gill. it was sooo exciting. also, i accidently scared the cat so much he spun around and hissed! BED TIME kldjsas! # Wednesday, October 06, 2004 ( 8:57 PM ) "two legs on the ground and one on the wall" CatGirlCool (9:04:32 PM): here is what i dont understand DeadBabiesRHot (9:04:37 PM): that sentence needs a verb CatGirlCool (9:04:44 PM): DO IS THE VERB here is what i almost typed: "YA BASTARD" no, just read it, it is hilarious. not too late to insert it in? CatGirlCool (9:06:24 PM): YA BASTARD CatGirlCool (9:06:30 PM): STOP BUSTIN MA BALLZ CatGirlCool (9:06:41 PM): YOU WANT TO SEE ME CatGirlCool (9:06:46 PM): YOU WANT TO PLAN IT IN ADVANCE CatGirlCool (9:06:54 PM): I TELL YOU WHEN I'M FREE CatGirlCool (9:07:06 PM): AND YOU SUDDENLY DONT WANT TO SEE ME ANYMORE CatGirlCool (9:07:09 PM): WHAT UP? DeadBabiesRHot (9:07:26 PM): this is why i dont read your blog then i called him a hozilator. then he accused me of frigidity! great fight! um. something else.. OH MAN... LATE! cordelia # Monday, October 04, 2004 ( 8:02 PM ) hello down there. swim practice: at least 2000 yards. blarg. history was so cold and sleepifying. I held on until English. MAN! Macbeth is exciting, but yawn, yawn, yawn! class ended early and i slept for a little bit. on to other classes. Math was posponed thank goodness! at play practice i screamed and screamed. now i'm horse. swim practice today was a little weird. but i swam fast. adios! clg # Sunday, October 03, 2004 ( 10:09 PM ) r is for radical. i love rad cheering!!!! i wish i was a park i love this subversive literature something scary happened today but he was just confused. gender studies meet up was R-A-D. i love pop-overs. i love my rice bag. it is sort of... stupid. BUT I LOVE IT! next weekend: start on my costume. i have to remember to do little things. cordelia. # Saturday, October 02, 2004 ( 10:22 PM ) julian is: december-february, going around in mini vans at night when it is rather cold. my swim meet today was good. i PRed in my 200 free and my 50 free. before the meet liz came up and was like "you're swimming the 100 breast" and i was like "what? WHAT? HWAT?!" it was like she told me i had won a sweepstakes contest! but the prize wasnt a prize! it was swimming a 100 breast!?!?!?! man. so i beat my goal. but meredith touched me out by .22 seconds or something. oh well, i'll get her later. here is a haiku about the ride home: a long yellow bus peels of laughter as i sit and think about corn i was trying to read my gender book. but it was like "penis bla bla bla vagina bla bla bla femme bla bla bla butch bla bla bla me bla bla transgender bla bla bla" and i was like "mmm" its formatting is also annoying. but i must read it! also she keeps talking about breaking down gender and stuff and here i am, this girly girl, who might not actually care. i mean, i do. but this book just annoys me. clg. # Friday, October 01, 2004 ( 11:33 PM ) er hat mein herzt geprugelt. i know the cycle. and the grabbing of hands. and the spinning. soon: the brushing of noses. i watched "was tun wenn's brennt?" and read my G studies book. i didnt go see the Wasteoid Workforce. That is ok. i wish i had gone to bed earlier. i'm not sorry. oh man. til schweiger is really good. mm! flo had a nice haircut. uberblick? WAS? tess, you are funny. cordelia! # |
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