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[29 Dec 2004|04:42pm] |
I'M BACK!!!!! WITH A BRAND NEW LIVEJOURNAL!!!! ADD MY NEW ACOUNT (___quirky) AS YOUR FRIEND AND I'LL ADD YOU BACK AGAIN.
HPBIATCH WILL BE KILLED OFF IN A WEEK.
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| I don't know where you get your delusions, laser brain |
[25 Nov 2004|12:40pm] |
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I'm both mentally and physically so exhausted. This PTA week really took it out of me, for I was already 'not going strong' before, but now... my exhausian is reaching his (or her) highest point. I really really need a break. It feels like I'll burst out crying every minute of the day and my eyes feel so heavy. And I thought I knew Economy for tommorow but the fact just is that I don't. I don't understand shit of those stupid math things planted in that stupid subject and I DON'T FUCKING CARE!!!! What's the point of going to that PTA tommorow anyway?? I'll be 'scoring' a zero for sure. I need my dad to help me learn this sort a stuff(he helped me with Math this weekend and look where that got me :D) but he wasn't in town this week. God.
At least I have two 'second chance PTA's' (I'll probably be using both of them for Economy) in April/May. So I'm not really worried and stuff but I just feel shit, I learned my arse off and I still don't get it. I hate that stupid teacher, everything she explains, it's like she talks alien. I. Do not. Understand. One. Fuck. of what she's saying. She could be 'silencio-ed' for all I care. It wouldn't make any difference. My dad can help me with this. And he's going to help me with my second chance thingy, so everything's just going to be fine. I'm just exhausted that's all. Like I said, I need a llllloooong break from the internet. Possibly from the computer, even. And when I say long, I mean long. I mean untill Christmas/ or possibly even New Year. I need time to get myself together, y'know.
Of course, I'll probably fall back and write a new post sometimes, like the good old days. I hope ;). But seriously, I'm desperate for a break. For a good night sleep with my sweety teddybear *o_O hehe, I think I'll go now :S* So, in case I don't write again, have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
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[24 Nov 2004|12:01pm] |
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German PTA was today. We only had to write a personal letter. Oh, you think, that's easy, I'm sure you've passed that one. Yeah, I tought so, too. Untill I discovered (10 minutes before the end of the 45 minutes) that there was a word-limit of 140 words. Meaning that loads and loads of points will be taken off if you have surpassed the limit, depending on how much words you are above it. Hence the fact I'll most porbably receive a bloody zero because my letter contained 187 words. *HUGE GASP* I only had 10 minutes left so changing it would be impossible. You have no idea how pissed off I am right now.
DIE MRS.H! DIIIIIEEE!!!!
Peace.
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[15 Nov 2004|02:45pm] |
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Exams (PTA's) next week. Ugh. This means... yes, you guessed it. A small hiatus. Two weeks only. I miss you all already. Wish me much needed luck.
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| Wat is het leven toch weer hard |
[11 Nov 2004|05:06pm] |
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Hollywood gister was zo grappig. En klein. Het is echt een wonder dat je daar zelfs een beetje kan dansen, iedereen botst op je. Dat is echt echt niet fijn. En er zijn daar enge robots! AAhh! Ik schrok me kapoet! Een vriendin waarmee ik ernaartoe gegaan was had een beetje te grote schoenen aan, en puntschoenen nog wel. Ze had vreselijke pijn aan haar voeten en zat telkens te zeuren. Kan errug vervelend worden na een tijdje hoor!!!!
Toen ik thuis kwam is er zo iets onverwachts en onwijs vervelend gebeurt! Mijn moeder en ik kwamen niet meer binnen. Er was iets met het sleutelgat. En dat om 1 uur s' nachts! En mijn zusje lag lekker te slapen binnen :@. We hebben toen een half uur lang geborbeert de deur open te krijgen. Dit lukte niet. Toen heeft mijn moeder mijn vader gebelt en dat leverde natuurlijk ook niets op. Alleen maar wat gezeur van mijn vader's kant over hoe we mijn zusje niet daar hadden moeten laten. WAT HEEFT DAT ER NOU MEE TE MAKEN!!??? Als ze mee was geweest dan hadden we toch precies hetzelfde probleem gehad!!?? Tering, ik kan die vent vaak niet uitstaan zeg.
Toen besloten we naar de politie te gaan voor hulp. Onderweg daar naartoe zagen we dat het ligt aanstond bij een oude oppas van mij dus daar zijn we even naartoe gegaan om hulp. Zij wist niet wat wij moesten doen want zij had niet zo een extra slot als wij. (een soort pin ding, boven en onder, wat het bijna onmogelijk maakt in te breken, de onderste was gister dus iets mis mee) Maar ze had wel een Gouden Gids die we konden gebruiken om een soort Sleutelcentrale ding te bellen. Mijn moeder belde en het bleek dus dat het gewoon 70 euro zou zijn als iemand alleen even kwam kijken en 150 euro als er iets aan gedaan moest worden *shock SHOCK* We gingen eerst toch maar even naar de polite. Bleek dat het politiebureau dicht was. Hoe kan je nou GVD dicht zijn!? Waar ben je nou in vredesnaam de politie voor??
Dus moesten we de sleutel gedoe maar weer bellen. Het duurde een half uur voordat er iemand kwam. Toen duurde het nog ongeveer drie kwartier voordat hij het sleutelgedoe eruit gehaalt had en we weer naar binnen konden.Heel stom, ik was half dood gisteravond dus ik ben niet echt meekeregen wat er nou mis was. Het had iets met schroeven te maken ofzo...
Anywayz, ik lag om half 4 pas in mijn bed en ben binnen 5 minuten volgens mij in slaap gevallen maar heb niet zo goed geslapen. Ik ben volgens mij wel 5 keer wakker geworden.
Wat een avontuur :p was het maar een soort Harry Potter avontuur, da's veel leuker. Dit wil ik liever niet nog eens meemaken want ik had het al eens eerder gehad maar toen was ik mijn eentje *-* :@ :@ !@#$
Ik heb fcking hoofdpijn nu, dus ik ga maar ffiez kappen. Tata.
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[08 Nov 2004|05:03pm] |
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I'm going to see 'Bridget Jones' Diary: over the Edge' this weekend. Yay. Here's hoping on the Star Wars teaser trailer showing :0. O.M.G. I'm in love with Hayden Christensen. He's just so adorable. And he's so sweet. *drools* And I don't care what everyone says, I think he's a terrific actor. I was in tears when he was crying and said like "Why did she have to die? Why couldn't I save her? I know I could have." "They're like animals. And I've slaughtered them like animals. I HATE them." Kudo's to you, my dear Hayden for your great performance as 'Anakin Skywalker' in 'Star Wars: Attack of the Clones'.
I'm going to Hollywood (disco) this Wednesday. Or at least I think I am. I don't really want to go anymore. Wich sucks, because I've already bought my ticket (5 godamn euro's!!! I'm being fcking owned) and I promised a friend I would go. And oh yes, if I won't go my mom will most definately lecture me again. About how I have to go outside and stuff... ugh. I really don't feel like getting a lecture either. So... we'll just have to wait and see what will happen...
Oh My God! They killed Kenny!
You bastards!
Whatevah
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[03 Nov 2004|12:25pm] |
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Selection night. Ever since I saw 'Fahrenheit 9/11" (for school) I despise Bush. I hate him. What a fucking bastard. Not that I didn't hate him before... but my hatred towards him increased, y'know. But, sadly, it looks like he's going to win. I can't stand this. At school today, everybody was watching online constantly, to see who was in the lead. Well, Bush, apparantly. Ugh. What's the matter with everyone!? He practically decleared World War! A friend of mine thinks it won't be long untill the Third World War begins, if/when Bush is selected. And I am sad to say that deep down... I agree with her.
Well, Kenny isn't far behind Bush so I'm still hoping.
Moving onto a happier topic... I've got the Star Wars Trilogy DVD box! Yes. I'm very happy. Can you tell? :D :D :D :D :D.
EDIT/ It's over. The game's lost. Bush has won. /EDIT
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[01 Nov 2004|07:59pm] |
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Portfolio is under his way! Yay! Just a few more days! Very busy at the moment!
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| Perfectioness, uglyness and curiouzzz |
[29 Oct 2004|01:58pm] |
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My History test was a blast. I aced that thing, I know it.
( Ugh )
As you can see, my dear magicians, my 'Star Wars' thingy is still going on. It's getting even bigger I'm afraid -_-
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| Use The Force, Luke |
[27 Oct 2004|03:26pm] |
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WHAT'S HAPPENING!? I think I'm beginning to really really like STAR WARS! Argh! Help! *is terrified*
God! I've downloaded every trailer I can get my hands on and I'm even considering buying the Trilogy Box ^^ I can't concentrate at school because I'm thinking about Star Wars all the time. I have managed to do the impossible; read the moviescripts from episode 4, 5 and 6 in 5 hours. From back to back. I'm currently trying to find all the information and news regarding episode 3. I'm possesed, it's the only explanation for all this madness.
I'm absolutely terrified of where this is heading... caus it might be a Star Wars obsession... oh no, please don't let that happen. Not a Star Wars obsession *_*
EDIT/ I'm looking for some Star Wars screencaps... please help. I'm siriusly desperate (no pun intended) *cries* /EDIT
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WARNING: strong language ahead
You stupid fucking bitch! Wipe that stupid look of your ugly face or let me do it! I'll fire a hole trough your bitchy face from here up untill bloody Mars. Stop being so unbelievingly boring and have some fucking fun! Don't look at me like I'm some sort of bimbo being weird. I know you. You want attention. Well you aint getting any, biatch.
That's better.
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[24 Oct 2004|03:20pm] |
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Things went a little faster than expected. Mmmmhhh. Hooray, I guess. I'm not even remotely finished with my portfolio tough. Wich sucks. I like making layouts and in order to make layouts, you have to have a website to upload them on. I'm still looking for that damned host. I'm thinking of asking Maggie, over at 'petite.nu' if she can host the website. She seems very nice and the name 'petite.nu' is fuzzingly cute. Either that one or 'sumatu.com', mainly because I've been visting that site ever since I first started webdesign...-ish stuff (back then my work looked absolutely dreadful) and again, because the hostess seems nice. (Kiss arse. Kiss arse)
Gosh, I want to tell ya guys so many things but, somehow, it can wait :(.
My portfolio comes first, lads.
EDIT/Ugh. Sitting in your room the whole day makes you smell./EDIT
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