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Friday, November 05, 2004
the innocent can never last
Wake Me Up When September Ends
except c'est novembre...
my dog just went psycho cos he has to piss. it was kinda funny. the pee dance for dogs.
so im quite dead from an awesome tryout... (it was so awesome i dont even care lol) i think im going to make it. i dont really want to sound cocky but, yeah. i didnt miss any passes and i volleyed pretty much all of them. i just need to dig. on my knees. get down. and if youre reading this and you dont know what im talking about and taking it the wrong way... i have nothing to say to you lol.
my hair is long again. and for some reason i just noticed. kinda weird... but yeah.
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends
like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends
summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends
ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when september ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends
like my father's come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends
Posted at 20:32 by schpritzen21
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rachaels purse is awesome:
the soul of the earth is the ocean
the gift of her life her waves
i surrender myself to her motion
in calm beauty and in rage
Posted at 09:28 by schpritzen21
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Thursday, November 04, 2004
..are we really happy with who we are right now?
ask yourself.
for some reason i find it amusing when men are sexually deprived. is that evil? lol. cos you know, women can be sexually deprived too except usually when we want it we dont get a no. hehehe.
well tomorrow tryouts start. and i still run like a gimp (i think). i hope we dont have to run suicides... they should really change the name...
oh! k. i went to the optometrists today. my eyes got worse. probably because as i am sitting here i am not wearing my old glasses like im supposed to. and im getting new glasses. i do believe they are vogue. (armani screwed them over so they dont carry them anymore) theyre pink and.. yeah. plastic frames.
and the people came to collect the boxes today. and someone from the paper took pictures. were gonna be in the paper. our stuff is going to haiti. im proud :D.
Posted at 20:54 by schpritzen21
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Wednesday, November 03, 2004
take a chance you stupid hoe
happy happy joy joy joie.. or is it?... k im a little happy. (i talked to tim today. hes so effing precious)
*sigh* yeah. im just, yeah.
omfg michelle!!! chester is buried somewhere by greenhill. we have to find him!!
im quite happy now. k. lol. i still want pills. nothing stops that.
im not sure but i think its been about... over a year since i cut. someone be proud.
Posted at 18:54 by schpritzen21
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Tuesday, November 02, 2004
give me a kiss goodnight everything'll be alright tell me that i wont feel a thing...
One bright day in the middle of night,
two dead men stood up to fight.
Three blind men to see fair play,
forty mutes to yell Hoo-Ray.
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other!
tim told me that once lol. i havent talked to him in about a month. hes disappeared off the face of the planet. i wouldnt be surprised.
ive come to the conclusion that im very sadistic when im in pain. kinda mesochistic. but mostly screw you ish.
Posted at 21:16 by schpritzen21
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last night i was laying staring at the stars and i realized, where the fuck is my ceiling?!?
hey! yeah. too hyper... im in art..
3473 enfants nés en 2000 ont reçu pour prénom Justine.
62276 personnes ont été prénommées Justine en France depuis 1940.
and if you dont know what that means, it says that a lot of people in france are named justine. and im the only one in canada.
Le prénom Justine figure au 18e rang des prénoms les plus donnés en France en 2000.
Le prénom Justine figure au 102e rang des prénoms les plus donnés en France depuis 1940.
im sorry, im done translating. if you cant speak the official languages of our country than theres no help for you.
so my leg is wrapped. and im not going to l'hôpital because tryouts are on vendredi. god help us (me).
Posted at 09:40 by schpritzen21
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Monday, November 01, 2004
so not much happened lately. except the thing with bev... lol im so sorry... and she knows it.
so another hallowe'en has come and gone and i dont feel much different. for those of you who dont know hallowe'en is my personal favourite holiday and not just because you get to dress up and get free candy. its even more important than christmas (:O not christmas!)
carly, you should definitely not drop out. you'd be stuck in TS forever.
i got hit in the leg in gym today really hard with a hockey stick. and its not your fault amy!!! i like ran into her stick lol, but she was hacking the ball at the same time. not pretty. another permanent bump on the shin. but its ok.
volleyball clinic, gotta go. try outs on friday. im scared.
Posted at 18:41 by schpritzen21
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Thursday, October 28, 2004
..."oh i wish i wish i hadn't killed that fish"
yay carly's back!! and im being buffy and shes being my vampire lol oh!! and if there's other people dressed as vampires at school tomorrow, im gonna kill em. heheheh ...
also, dance tomorrow... everyone's getting drunk. not me. im a zero hero!! lol riight...
EPISODE FOUR (the secret ingredient) of CAMPJINX, theyre doing a scene from hamlet with barbie dolls... lol its great. you should watch it. urine in the lemonade.... only brendan...
i found out today that my cousin candace (candy) does britney spears' hair when she comes to canada. i kid you not ladies and gentlemen. they closed down her end of the mall and kick everyone out of the salon so she can get it done. kinda weird...
oh rotang... "This is how it's gonna start, you're gonna see me wake up and yell at my mom cause there's no cereal for breakfast on the table, alright, that's how it's gonna start off. And then you're going to see me naked in the shower, because I don't wear clothes when I take a shower. Then you're gonna see me, because I take really hot showers in the morning and fog up my windows then I wrote Robbie parentheses "Rotang" you rule cause I have to start my morning every morning letting myself know that I rule cause the second I get out of the house and go on the train I know well that I don't rule because I am on a train with a bunch of losers, creeps and dweeb-oids, spitwads and huggweblybugs. And those guys, the huggweblybugs, are the worst."
as you can probably tell by poking your head around my little bloggy here, i like pictures. i like to think of my self as a very visual person, and i am feeling very constrained by the picture limit on this site. alas, there is no new pic for the end of this blog. adios mu chachos.
***ps i have NOOOO idea what that means.***
Posted at 19:30 by schpritzen21
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Wednesday, October 27, 2004
imagine all the people...
I've never told anyone this before and I don't really know why I'm writing it now. It's not like I'll ever forget it. It wasn't even really ... rape or assault or anything. I don't know... It's easier to put it here. I think this is going to be my longest blog ever...
When I was in the second grade, my mother, youngest sister, my mother's physically abusive alcoholic boyfiend and I lived in an A-frame on Wasaga Beach. It was practically a waterfront lot. A dream house, even. It had a large kitchen on the second floor. It was almost lofty. And the biggest basement I've ever seen.
My mother's boyfriend (Duane Mulette) had a son named Cory. He lived in Oshawa and came to visit everyother weekend.Everyone thought he was perfect... I'm not sure how much older he was than I, but he had to be at least four years older. At least.
My sisters and I have always had this thing about making tents with blankets and playing various games inside since before I can remember. I don't even know where we got it from... I don't think Amber and Terri were with us that weekend. Only Heather. And Cory. We were playing in the laundry room part of the sprawling basement, in one of our makeshift tents. It was before breakfast because my mum was making pancakes. I suppose we were playing house, because when mum called Heather up to eat, Cory told her we were going to do mommy and daddy things now. He told her not to eat downstairs.
For some reason this is surprisingly hard...
We crawled back into the tent. Something about our tents you should know, there always separate rooms and beds and.. well, "house" stuff. I feel so stupid. How could I have let him do this? ... and get away with it?
He told me to lie down on "our bed". And stupidly, I did. He crawled on top of me and he started... I don't know, rubbing against me and... he was wearing jeans. I remember that because his button and the zipper part was rubbing against me and it hurt. I don't know how long he, we, were donw there.
I remember he asked me if "that felt good". I looked at him but I didn't say anything. I think I was going to say no the second tim ehe asked, but mum called us up. He told me not to say anything. I didn't. And I haven't until now.
I never looked at him after that. I don't remember what happened after we went upstairs. I never stayed in the same room with him and avoided him when possible. Heather thinks he's so great... So does mum. She still has his gr 8 grad pic hanging up somewhere.
If only they knew.. He was a pig just like his father. But that's another story...
I can't believe I let him get away with it. I mean, like... am I just this worthlessly insecure person who's emotionally unstable, incapable of standing up for myself? And now I think no one will believe me. Because Cory's just so effing perfect he couldn't have done such a thing...
Pill time.
Hard days made me
Hard nights shaped me
I don't know they somehow saved me
And I know I'm making something out of this life they call nothing
I Take what I want
take what I need
you say it's wrong, but it's right for me
I won't look down
Won't say I'm sorry
Posted at 10:16 by schpritzen21
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Tuesday, October 26, 2004
i played dead for NSAIDD...
so, yeah. today we had the NSAIDD assembly. and my alarm clock didnt go off this morning so i was late. and i think carly's the only one who reads this lol "are you lost?"
i cant believe its the end of the month already... my brain is still like 3 weeks behind. and im giving up on my gargoyle. thats right. no more. its too big to do anything anyways... and it's probably growing mould in the bottom shelf by now so im not touching it lol
uhh... yeah so hallowe'en. fun junk eh? lol
hes just so effing precious ...or in bev's words "he's do-able"
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
Posted at 19:34 by schpritzen21
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Name: Justine N...
Age: Not telling
Location: village
Zodiac: Aquarius
Sex: Female
Height: 5'8-9" ish
Hair: reddy brown... is it red? anyone?
Eyes: brown-green
Drinks: Water
Eats: ... nothing. "Pill time!" -- Mel. good old french class lol
Loves: ...i like ... volleyball. and storms. and .. making faces lol carly--"that's the frustrated face!"
Hates: .. narrow-minded peoplem, people who dont have the decency to shut up when we're doing a very touchy subjected assembly(does that even make sense...), uhmm... THE ALIEN!!! i just wish she'd fall down a well...then we'd never have to see her again
Friends: michelle carly calina <3tim<3 bev shan rach-e kayla aaron mike denny (..or we use to be...) whitney(did i spell it right?)
Do I...
Smoke: No
Curse: ha! now would that be swearing or... ^.-
Ever been in love: i guess...
Want to go to college: university...
Like highschool: yes it's the greatest thing that could've ever possibly happened to me. and incase you don't have a sarcasm detector, that was.
Want to get married: sure
Believe in yourself: uhmmm...
Get motion sickness: no
Like thunderstorms: yeah
Play an instrument: uhh no im decapitated... i know thats not the right word, but i dont really know what the right one is.Get a taste of religion. Lick a Witch. MINUS the BEAR
The world is a rose, smell it and pass it to your friends.Persian Proverb
Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life.Immanuel KantArt for art's sake, with no purpose, for any purpose perverts art. But art achieves a purpose which is not its own. [1804]Benjamin Constantthe point of this analogy being that Carney is flipping insane. --BL Take away the sensation inside Bitter sweet migraine in my head Its like a throbbing tooth ache of the mind I can't take this feeling anymore Drain the pressure from the swelling, The sensations overwhelming, Give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright Tell me that I won't feel a thing So give me Novacaine Out of body and out of mind Kiss the demons out of my dreams I get the funny feeling, that’s alright Jimmy says it's better than air, I’ll tell you why Drain the pressure from the swelling, The sensations overwhelming, Give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright Tell me that I won't feel a thing, So give me Novacaine Oh Novacaine Drain the pressure from the swelling, The sensations overwhelming Give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright Tell me Jimmy I won't feel a thing, So give me Novacaine
The failure of women to produce genius of the first rank in most of the supreme forms of human effort has been used to block the way of all women of talent and ambition for intellectual achievement in a manner that would be amusingly absurd were it not so monstrously unjust and socially harmful. Anna Garlin Spencer --Woman's Share in Social Culture, 1912
 Joe Strummer
pretty girls make graves--
All along
You wanted to see me fail
I'd never suspect you
In the middle of the circle
Hiding your cover
Does this city have enough
Air for both of us to breathe?
If it was up to you one of us would leave
I'm telling you there's no way it would be me
So talk yourself till your blue in the face
Cause someone always wants to listen to hate
It's just too bad you're so easy to ignore
So oh no, oh no,
Here comes the girl with the ice cream cone
Who says she didn't get
A scoop as big as mine
Does it hurt to force a smile to my face?
Does it burn to wish you were in another place?
I won't look to you anymore
So what are you saying tonight?< Women need not always keep their mouths shut and their wombs open.
Emma Goldman Everywhere I go
Everyone I meet
Every time I try to fall in love
They all want to know why I'm so broken
Why am I so cold
Why I'm so hard inside.
Why am I scared
What am I afraid of
I don't even know
This story's never had an end
I've been waiting
I've been searching
I've been hoping
I've been dreaming you would come back
But I know the ending of this storyYou're never coming back
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