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Tuesday, May 31, 2005 ( 6:03 PM ) "i said ASS" - herr W toodaloo, here i am, walking down springfield. oh look at that nice red car. oh my! it's plex. "PLEX!" "cordial!" dum di dum, here we are, driving to the loomis parking lot. we'll go to graduation together. you would've liked my drive home, if your preferred vehicule is a sauna. (mine isnt.) my week: wednesday math, history finals, thursday english, captain meeting, auditions friday physics, disorientation, swim team meeting, emma's?, dinner the end. the end. omfgz. cordelia. . # Monday, May 30, 2005 ( 11:11 PM ) y'all don't have the stamina* hooray. harry potter is over. i have the internet again. boo. i have finals and this silly english assignment. sixish days until i bust out of champaign urbana for the wilds of minnesota and i think i'm going to send mail to some of my improv buddies. only the ones under eighteen. because. well. keep sending me your addresses. here is mine, read it and weep: Cordelia Loots-Gollin Waldsee Vergas Camp Trowbridge 50261 County Highway 17 Vergas MN 56587 the end. *but i know someone who does? # Wednesday, May 25, 2005 ( 10:26 PM ) rhino rooter my desk is so clean. soooo clean. soooo organized. but i have no interweb in my room. moving my computer was a GREAT idea! today we got yearbooks. at first i was like "THESE ARE FUGGGLY!" but now i dont think so, not as much, at least. especially the baby pictures. aww. dan zuo was a very nice little baby. also, it's really the signatures that make the yearbook, so why do i even care?! in german today we watched soap operas. i'm using my mommy's computer and she is doing yoga on the floor. we started crusade vs. bees today. she made a "little cocaine spoon" to scoop bee killer into their hole while i stood by with the RAID (to spray at them if they attacked) and the phone (to call 911 when she fell to the ground twitching). i guess getting our yearbooks sort of convinced me that school is almost over. i'll miss somethings, mostly mark, but not other things, mostly stresses and brown baggers. huh?! the end. crlg # Sunday, May 22, 2005 ( 11:13 PM ) boobzen HOW DOES my room get so dusty? I feel like i need to sneeze 24/7 (just at the moment). in case you haven't been reading my mind, i've been cleaning it. blagr! actually, it wasn't that bad. usually when i clean my room i just shove things under my bed, but today was different. i sectioned off target zones and worked furiously to achieve beautious organization. batia came over and cheered me on, building boxes and sorting pencils. i was famished! luckily, my mom made dinner. we dined. then i thought, hm, i should go outside. so i did. then i saw this perfect little hole and lots of saw dust. my mind raced: "OH MY GAWD?! DRILLING?! WOODPECKERS? WHAT?!" we thought it was a woodpecker. just then i scarily HUGE bee buzzed up and into the hole. AHHHHHHHHHH. Batia and I screamed and ran! then we pretended that we were in the movie Panic Room. We ran to our panic room, I tried to burn out the "assailants" and she needed insulin. once safe inside our Panic [family] Room we watched the season finale of desperate housewives. i'd never seen it, so it was hella confusing. promising though? now i am going to make my bed and fall asleep. the end! cordelia p.s. good job: alison, caitlin, sara and roveiza # Saturday, May 21, 2005 ( 3:07 PM ) you are seldom breathing life, but mostly death ahhh. ahhh. i feel REALLY excited. i am listening to cake. they are so good. i might follow them someday, if i am rich and still liking them. on my way to improv there was a blue car in my blindspot. i thought it looked familiar. it was jason. we revved our engines and raced, but he beat me. we were both late though, so really it was about the same. the meeting turned out to include no improv, just business, full of those laughs that are just our way of letting out steam, not because someone said something funny. tonight: mark is coming over and we are going to watch speed racer. outside: it smells so good A BIG FAT fluffy cat came into our yard and hung around a bit until my cat beat it in a meowing fight. go alice! ahh. whenever i think about waldsee. i start acting like bill the cat. i included the link in case some of you were not raised in an atmosphere as culturally rich as mine. sometimes i also act like bill when i think about boys. my neighbors are loud. people keep stopping by to see the motorcycle that's for sale. the latest was a pakistani man with a thick mustache. my neighbor is trying to turn his truck around, he's about to hit our fence. very scary. that truck is HUGE. alright. the end. it's been good. cordelia. p.s. keep sending me your addresses (sara, you have to actually email it to me). # Friday, May 20, 2005 ( 11:20 PM ) huh? shruti and i went to her house and made spanish rice and "chilli." then tom came over, we watched a little league game. then we watched bridget jones: the edge of reason. then tom left. (i am really tempted to say it was because of a bootycall. but probably not.) it was good (the movie). i got home and andrea was over and my mom and she were converting plaid shorts into kilts for macbeth (?!) which is being performed by the fifth grade class at dr. howard (?!?!). i wish it was star wars: revenge of the sloth. really! that would be great! my cat is sitting on the stairs, i think my dad may have squashed him. c. # Thursday, May 19, 2005 ( 7:49 PM ) YEURGH! they think that we're so pretty. but for all they know we could be really ugly and pimply! you dont know what i'm talking about? some of you will never see me again. so you should burn me "fake palindromes" by andrew bird. and "in the aeroplane over the sea" by neutral milk hotel. i'd even give you a blank cd! my stomach hurts. after school i chit chatted with tom. he had blood on his face! then i flipped his chicken around and poured water on my bag. CORDELIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA # ( 7:10 PM ) with these, everything is amber! outdoors is so great. i really wish i could still write free verse. sadly, haikus have taken over my entire life. ENTIRE life. i sleep haikus, i write haikus, i breath haikus. here: camp innertubing maenner improv sommer there are things to be sorted out. clg. . # Tuesday, May 17, 2005 ( 10:29 PM ) just doing what we do 1. what should i be when i grow up? 2. now is the time to start emailing me your snail mail addresses (lootsgol AT uni DOT uiuc DOT edu) if you would like to recieve any mail over break from me in the wilds of minnesota. today we played the twisty game with my hair in english and i walked to physics like that. lots of people stared at my head, ruthie was especially wide-eyed, mouthing a ginormous "WHOA" as i passed. clg. p.s. i took my cat on a car ride. . # Monday, May 16, 2005 ( 10:21 PM ) her lips are a red trashy suitcase/and I wanna crawl inside wow. i think alix olson just completed my life. what else? i went swimming today. i'm excited about next year. seniors, gosh. today in math i found out that daniel was half jewish. yay. then we played with bro. he complains, but we know he likes it. i love haikus. yesterday i thought i wanted to be a lawyer. but really, the organic farms are singing my name. maybe i can go there and pay with haikus, not money. my potatoes are doing WELL! (3 or 4 inches) as is my eggplant, but the swiss chard and carrots and beets have been decimated. oh well, atatphopays and eggplants are my favorites anyway. the end. cordelia. . # Sunday, May 15, 2005 ( 12:57 PM ) i need something to slow me down. Soon all the students will leave, and the adolescents of Champaign-Urbana will have this vast, meretricious plain to themselves. Speeding down streets before dawn, I breathe in the air rushing in the window and through my hair, and I know that this is it. This is our last summer before we know what we'll do, who we'll be. Doubtlessly, we'll have fights, and loves, but one thing will remain constant: the constant swaying of soy beans beneath this full-bellied moon. just kidding! anyway. last night was the last performance of big show. it was pretty sweet. the directors' gifts were swanky and my parents served watermelon. we watched Bad Education but i fell asleep and had a dream about the 5k, so it was a bit confusing. We played wink and happily, I did not get a bloody nose. I am hungry now. we have pizza leftovers, cruelly, however, one is loaded with three layers of pepperoni and the other is an anchovie graveyard. now that big show is over it will be weird leaving school at four. also doing my homework. i mean. i have nineteen days before i leave for waldsee. fifteen of which are school days, three of which are final exams. i hate packing, but i should start in about ten days. hm. yesterday on the radio was that song "i'm going to make it through this year if it kills me" with all that stuff about jerusaleum. it reminded me of: jerusaleum cafe junior year batia someone once telling me that if they were a man they'd pee on the holy wall (i do not condone this!) the end, go roast your heads! cordelia . # Sunday, May 08, 2005 ( 11:43 AM ) undercover lovers underneath the covers jesus. my neighbors are perpetrating tree massacre 2005. it is very loud. this is why i'm awake. i got home at 5:58. no i cant believe it. now i am blogging. earlier they were using chainsaws AND revving their motorcycle, so i should probably be overjoyed but chainsaws are so annoying. this morning i was reminded that sunday morning television is god awful. [har har?] oh yeah. last night was prom. it was in a ski lodge. my shoes, procured at the last minute, were hotter than hot [in a lot of good ways], but also mucho painful. chainsawfest2005 has turned into ambient axe party. it is like having a personal lumberjack that i can just gaze at. (EUGH!) he is pretty close to our fence. i hope he doesn't hit it. wow, stream of consciousness, that means it's time to go. clg . # Saturday, May 07, 2005 ( 11:16 AM ) word: last night i was hanging out with zhe. i decided to flaunt my chinese skills. first i greeted him. then i changed the "ma" in ni how ma to a different kind of ma which means horse. so i called him a horse! he was very amused and it was obvious that he thought i was great. to indulge my craving for the streets i am watching launch videos. also hollerback girl. soon i will leave on my bike for improv land. cordelia # ( 12:06 AM ) dit da dit da da dit today i got my first sun burn. augh! now i am looking at shoes. earlier i watched drumline with alice. then my mom and dad came home from a party. my mom watched with me and we caught an episode of "goat boy" and "the ambigiously gay duo" on SNL. so good. i drove greg home. he sat in the back seat, i offered him the front seat, but no thanks. upon discovering that i was in german 4 he talked in german for the rest of the trip. his neighbors have a tennis court. then i gave my dad a brain! ah! c . # Thursday, May 05, 2005 ( 9:57 PM ) where have i BEEN?! receiving letters spelling things wrong wondering reading about malcolm x taking pictures in parks being mean eating cookies talking about the impending revolution of your mom alternatedly excited/hating the idea of prom crushing rushing writing, writing, writing sleeping i'm sorry if i'm mean to you. i really dont want to be mean to you, or anyone, it's just working out that way. and i really should think long and hard about things before i say them (like when i called religion boring in english), but that would take so much time, and if i'm going to bring down walmart i just dont have that kind of time. yesterday i found my calling in creative writing: making small animals (in this case a giraffe) out of babybel cheese wax. you know all this stuff about german? about me talking to german professors when i visit colleges? it's all a farce. i'm going to end up going to history, it's obvious. i mean, all i really ever want to do is talk and tell stories, and history is a bunch of stories, so why not? also, my parents won't let me go to art school. not that i need to attend art school to learn how to mold wax (i typed max), because i'm already a genius at that. "men in deshikis/with their leftist weeklies" cordelia . # Monday, May 02, 2005 ( 8:54 PM ) und nur eine woche spaeter sitzen wir hier in meinem wagen, wasser bis zum kragen und ich muss es fragen, nennen die dingen bei namme what a day! i really like improv on the weekends. my mommy is making cookies for prom. i love uhac. i like german. i finished my english paper. AUGH! here is my evening: -math studying -sestina writing -songs like purple flowers -reading between the lines the end. cordelia . # Sunday, May 01, 2005 ( 11:01 PM ) you've got to pick up the pieces left overnight in the cool cellar, condensation on its silver rim, droplets ran down its sides, striking the chilly dirt floor, they stirred up dust [...] that's part of my sestina. it's going no where. but i like the dust part. hm. i think i'm going to go crazy. no really. sometimes i bite my lip and flex my toes. and well, it's only a matter of time. here are some things i like: malcolm x batia big show steak and shake "bonzo goes to bitzburg" mark's crazy dances improv [johnny buckets] tomorrow mark and i are going to go storm the parking ticket place for ticketing us. an injustice! clg . # ( 10:52 AM ) hey guess what! my tummy hurts! i ate golden grahams and now it is rebelling. in good news: batia has two pretty dresses and will let me borrow the one she is not wearing. in bad news: i should probably make a little effort and buy some shoes. here is my homework list (my pucca planner ran out of pages =( ) history: write intro paragraph english take home test physics quiz wednesday math test tuesday i am going to dress and go to the big show workday. it's going to rock my socks especially if i find a snack to bring. clg # |
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