tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61092652011-04-21T17:03:39.858-04:00bread crumbs...sometimes it's just good to leave a trail behind.stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comBlogger2781100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1083485269601374262004-05-02T04:07:00.000-04:002004-05-02T04:12:49.840-04:00... and life goes on.
well, it's been an... interesting 3B term - lookin' forward to 4A.
this blog is officially defunct(...ed?)
y'all who care can see what else is happening in my life right about... here.
ciao for now!
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1083431327319981352004-05-01T13:08:00.000-04:002004-05-01T13:13:07.373-04:00i am feelin'
finally... promoted to DRIVER. mariokart ROCKS! BRING IT ON! :o)
*happy sigh*
:oD
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1083357412775816592004-04-30T16:36:00.000-04:002004-04-30T16:41:11.420-04:00so long coop term!
*sigh* had a 2.5 hour lunch, cleaned up my desk, and left an hour and a half early... I AM FINALLY DONE, and NOT looking back!!! :oD
ANDALE ANDALE YEEEEEHA YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHA!!!
*cartwheels all over the place*
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1083305990729214672004-04-30T02:19:00.000-04:002004-04-30T02:24:08.700-04:009 million dollars?!?!
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1083252677857328192004-04-29T11:31:00.000-04:002004-04-29T11:35:34.763-04:00... and i leave with a huge sigh of relief and a smile on my face
the sun is shining, the weather is sweet, and life is good :oD came back from my work term evaluation "meeting" with my manager. it's a good thing that i didn't really expect anything, because i was pleasantly surprised :o)
hmmm... with one day left, i come to the realization that it's not so much the job that i'm going to miss,stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1083213397939950462004-04-29T00:36:00.000-04:002004-04-29T00:40:54.140-04:00"she bangs! she bangs!"
*sigh* another night on the town... this time, got to chill with my favourite engineers and spent time doing what we do best - karaoke richmond hill style! :o) complete with william hung impressions all around. it was definitely a bangin' good time. then again, karaoke is always a good time :oP
2 more days...
tomorrow i have my work term evaluation with my manager. stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1083120441209041292004-04-27T22:47:00.000-04:002004-04-27T23:39:56.733-04:00
me and cristina back in fall '03
mmmm... just got back from dindin with cristina. after taking several "detours" around north york, we finally found a place to eat - i'm stuffed like a stuffed eggplant (ohhh, those looked good didn't they? lol). man - $17.17 for a three-entree meal we didn't really finish :oP. but my tummy is happy, and that's all that matters :oD
an intimate girls night out stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1083102249063840522004-04-27T17:44:00.000-04:002004-04-27T17:49:15.280-04:00... I'm 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I'm heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy, Time to lose yourself
Within a morning star
15 I'm all right with you
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
Half time goes by
Suddenly you’re wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone...
from "100 years" by Five forstellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1083036935958256182004-04-26T23:35:00.000-04:002004-04-27T00:06:12.076-04:00sometimes it's hard for people (i.e. me) to see past their own biases.
apparently all i really had to do was ask... go fig.
... i think i need to do that more often.
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1083023739172372252004-04-26T19:55:00.000-04:002004-04-26T20:01:16.390-04:00i'm...
if i ever see another powerpoint slide, it'll be too soon...
4 more days...
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082942229770721142004-04-25T21:17:00.000-04:002004-04-25T21:21:49.013-04:00"said it's only a paper moon, sailing across a cardboard sea. but it wouldn't be make believe if you believed in me ... FRIGGING 2 to 1 PHILLY?!!??!?!?!"
... watching the leafs game while listening to classic 50s songs with the family. an amusing, yet very odd combination, indeed. :oP
GO LEAFS GO!
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082847014346266742004-04-24T18:50:00.000-04:002004-04-24T18:57:18.420-04:00"they call me mellow yellow..."
i came, i painted, i left. my room at waterloo is no longer the icky hospital green/gray/blue it used to be. instead, it's "mellow yellow" - perfect timing for the summer, i thought :o) everything went smoothly while up in the 'loo, esp since i dragged my brother out to help me paint :oP even got some vaccuuming done around good ol' clayfield 11. the only thing stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082737557734166622004-04-23T12:25:00.000-04:002004-04-23T12:30:56.826-04:00ohhhh the irony...
it's interesting how the tasks i've complained about during the first 3 weeks of my co-op term, are the exact same tasks i've been doing (and will continue to be doing) for the last 3 weeks...
yeesh. after today, 5 more days :oP
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082679480667845102004-04-22T20:18:00.000-04:002004-04-22T20:32:03.170-04:00there are many reasons why i'm an english major...
... one of them is having the magical ability to come up with about 10 pgs of pure bs and still call it a "work report".
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082599652866947232004-04-21T22:07:00.000-04:002004-04-21T22:11:59.640-04:00
this half-eaten marshmellow bunny is hilarious *sigh*
"fishing"
"the moon"
"the battle"
"winter"
i can't really make out the korean, but oy... funny shtuff, i tell ya!
(err... well, i thought it was funny hehehe)
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082560365950052612004-04-21T11:12:00.000-04:002004-04-21T11:20:56.763-04:00teaching opportunities in vietnam?
i received a phonecall last night from a christian missions organization that i've been keeping in touch with after the urbana 2003 conference in illinois last december. they were wondering if i was interested in teaching conversational english to students in vietnam ranging from middleschool to college level.
they were considering giving me an opportunity stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082503042288515082004-04-20T16:16:00.000-04:002004-04-20T20:01:10.780-04:00musings of a certain friend-to-friend conversation over the weekend still seem to occupy my thoughts...
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082402465757710312004-04-19T15:21:00.000-04:002004-04-19T15:26:44.496-04:00quote of the day:
(this is the line that made me cough out and spill my water all over myself)
"what's wrong estelle? you want first dibs...on THIS?!?! (i just smacked my own ass.)"
context: bh trying to convince me on how hot he really, truly is... LOL
*sigh*
and the countdown begins...
after today, 9 more days! ;oP
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082333034018708462004-04-18T20:03:00.000-04:002004-04-18T20:18:31.373-04:00KILL BILL VOLUME 1
finally got to see "Kill Bill Volume 1" - had to close my eyes during some scenes, and only jumped once in the beginning, but overall, awesome movie. some of the cinematography was just beautiful. quentin tarantino is a genius :o)
note to self: get the soundtrack.
The Bride: "Those of you lucky enough to have your lives take them with you. However, leave the limbs you've stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082237050972716752004-04-17T17:24:00.000-04:002004-04-17T17:41:56.326-04:00i am done!
it's been quite the day...
1 - thinking that my hair gel was facial moisturizer, i smeared it all over my face and only realized what i was doing when i finally looked into the mirror - ew!
2 - this morning on my way to breakfast with kara, i ran a red light turning on westmount, thinking that the light was green... oops!
3 - during my exam, i almost tripped down the stairs of RCH
4 -stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082170852806164282004-04-16T23:00:00.000-04:002004-04-17T17:26:15.060-04:00i stole this off of a link on jon's blog. this is what i feel like right now.
the caption for this reads "this is where we live".
i think that the caption should be "... fark."
***
auden's "Spain 1937" and "In Memory of W.B. Yeats" left for review...
I'm looking forward to getting some sleep tonight.
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082152388486499262004-04-16T17:53:00.000-04:002004-04-16T18:10:28.140-04:00in a few hours i went from productive, to chillin', to pseudo-productive, to pooped, and now i'm tired...
*sigh* those extended breaks are definitely going to kill me (like this one...)
as a temporary escape from my own insanity, i "found myself" in a car driving around downtown kitchener with livi, audrey, and eleanor. we found a lovely african restaurant on king street - SO GOOD! *sigh* stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082129756240882892004-04-16T11:35:00.000-04:002004-04-16T17:27:28.326-04:00day 2 in the loo...
it's been an interesting 2 days. but productive... for once.
i arrived in waterloo last night at around 7:45ish, picked up cris at ML, and then jon at his place where we briefly saw his "scary and angry" housemates sitting on the back porch, strangely peering into my car as we called him from my cell phone... while waiting for him in the car ... in his driveway. :oP hahaha.stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1082055535196983992004-04-15T14:58:00.000-04:002004-04-15T15:16:58.013-04:00current mood:
it's 2:56pm. i've spent the majority of the day cooped up in the filing room and drawing elephants (not at the same time...).
... help!
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081998868058593472004-04-14T23:14:00.000-04:002004-04-14T23:19:16.293-04:00feelin' just a little
in the brain... :oP
460B lectures are done. finito. no more.
tomorrow and friday will be days/nights of review, review, wings, and more review...
saturday will either make me or break me :o) (i'm hoping it'll be the first option :oP)
weird. all of a sudden i'm overcome with a sense of nostalgia over not being able to hear those lectures anymore... eeps. (jon, they're all stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081991042616113702004-04-14T21:04:00.000-04:002004-04-14T21:07:59.810-04:00quentin tarantino on american idol...
i LOVE this man! :o)
best quote all night: "LaToya, 2 words: POWER HOUSE"
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081939265634469632004-04-14T06:08:00.000-04:002004-04-14T06:48:26.093-04:00J-O-Y-C-E
k, this is a tad scary: for the second time in a week, i've had the same dream occur in my sleep. it takes place during my 460B final, and the entire exam is on JAMES JOYCE... only problem is, i can't seem to muster enough knowledge to know how to spell his last name... i frantically write down all the other possibilities on my exam booklet: "J-Y-O-C-E", "J-Y-O-E-C", "J-E-O-C-Y", and stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081912300879955172004-04-13T23:11:00.000-04:002004-04-13T23:23:55.826-04:00But she said, sitting on the bus going up Shaftesbury Avenue, she felt herself everywhere; not "here, here, here"; and she tapped the back of the seat; but everywhere. She waved her hand, going up Shaftesbury Avenue. She was all that. So that to know her, or any one, one must seek out the people who completed them; even the places. Odd affinities she had with people she had never spoken to, some stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081862300063783752004-04-13T09:18:00.000-04:002004-04-13T09:23:59.310-04:00APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
And went on in sunlight, into thestellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081826612689404102004-04-12T23:23:00.000-04:002004-04-12T23:28:21.826-04:00current status on the studying: 5 more to go and then it's hardcore review.
just got an invitation to go to starlight on friday night... so tempted to go, but i know better.
... or do i? :oS
oy - i feel like i'm trapped in Dante's conception of limbo... neither here nor there, just wondering if i'll ever find an escape from this "vicious circle" of studying.
eeps!
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081784083434169352004-04-12T11:34:00.000-04:002004-04-12T13:58:57.200-04:0024 years and still going strong...
today my parents celebrate 24 years of marriage. to think that they've been able to stay together and still have the same desire and love for each other after this long is simply amazing.
i think i've probably heard their love story over a gazillion times, and yet it never seems to get old. if anything, it inspires me the more and more i hear it.
their love stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081736342618409272004-04-11T22:19:00.000-04:002004-04-12T00:06:17.810-04:00what a beautiful day! :o)
while driving on my way to church this morning, i saw the trees budding. spring has finally sprung!! i'm excited!!
'twas a good day shared with friends and family...
it's times like these that really make you appreciate life more.
mini-conversation of the day:
me - "oh! look! it's that movie! with the chocolate dude!" (shouting and pointing excitedly at the stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081658712539346252004-04-10T15:45:00.000-04:002004-04-11T09:07:08.733-04:00Something's Gotta Give...
such a good movie :o)
memorable quote: "Shmucks are people too..."
guess you're never really too old to fall in love. *sigh*
i'm feelin' all warm and fuzzy inside :oP
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081624148666792132004-04-10T15:09:00.000-04:002004-04-10T15:16:32.340-04:00penny for your thoughts?
after a pleasantly unexpected 2hr phone call from "mama" esther, she brought up an interesting topic: jealousy.
after talking to some of her friends from both sexes, she found out that while most girls in relationships become more jealous at the "boyfriend/girlfriend" stage, guys on the other hand wouldn't really see jealousy as much of a factor in the relationship stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081582312267880222004-04-10T03:31:00.000-04:002004-04-10T03:44:47.593-04:00long long day... (blog spillage over from yesterday [friday] evening).
went to church for our good friday service, where my brother spoke for the first time on one of the 7 sayings of Jesus while on the cross ("Dear woman, here is your son" ... and to the disciple, "Here is your mother" - John 19:26-27). for a lil tyke, i was so proud to see him up there :o) it amazes me how even someone who's stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081518945847207622004-04-09T09:55:00.000-04:002004-04-09T09:59:35.653-04:00grace flows down...
amazing grace, how sweet the sound
amazing love, now flowing down
from hands and feet, that were nailed to the tree
as grace flows down and covers me
... it covers me.
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081485719840089222004-04-08T23:30:00.000-04:002004-04-09T00:46:38.640-04:00... wait. FRIGGING $79.00?!
that's just truly, truly, truly EXPENSIVE!
doh.
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081485150961782482004-04-08T23:24:00.000-04:002004-04-09T00:44:08.576-04:00jem is truly, truly, truly outrageous!!
AHHH! it's JEM! she is like, the epitome of 1980s cartoons!!... YOWSAS! i grew up with this girl!! - had the dolls (which all still managed to keep their heads), the syngergie star earrings, the PINK WIG, the pink sweatsuit, and of course, the AUDIO TAPES!!! and the best news is that the complete first AND second seasons (we're talkin' 4 discs here stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081475140074453822004-04-08T21:45:00.000-04:002004-04-09T00:38:16.920-04:00at work they actually let us leave a couple of hours early because of the easter holiday - only problem was that there were no GO trains heading to Erindale till 4:30. so, being the adventurous type i am (read: impatient), i decided to try my luck out with the GO bus instead. it's been a couple of years since i took the bus, and i hadn't realized that they had actually built a separate station stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081397657799658992004-04-08T00:14:00.000-04:002004-04-08T00:29:34.496-04:00colorgenics
... procrastinating as usual, i decided to give myself a little mood analysis through colorgenics
here are my results:
You have always been on the move seeking affectionate, satisfying and harmonious relationships. Your ultimate goal has been the realization of an intimate union in which there could be love, self-sacrifice and mutual trust. It has often been said that 'True love isstellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081355797753334892004-04-07T12:36:00.000-04:002004-04-07T12:40:45.216-04:00"Sweet are the uses of adversity."
- William Shakespeare
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081298428510280132004-04-06T20:40:00.000-04:002004-04-06T21:53:29.233-04:00When Harry Met Sally
Harry Burns: There are two kinds of women: high maintenance and low maintenance.
Sally Albright: Which one am I?
Harry Burns: You're the worst kind. You're high maintenance but you think you're low maintenance.
***
been one of those days when ya just need a good laugh. definitely still one of my favourites - this movie just never gets old for me. what makes it so funnystellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081275052191342682004-04-06T14:10:00.000-04:002004-04-06T20:49:16.890-04:00for further reference: the mood-icon below says "SARCASTIC", as opposed to "SADISTIC"
... yeesh. *some* people! :oP
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081269635236505512004-04-06T12:40:00.000-04:002004-04-06T20:49:35.263-04:00a lil more
than usual...
as if becoming one with the hole puncher wasn't enough, i think that i've finally reached the climax of my work term...
filing.
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081218537541632162004-04-05T22:28:00.000-04:002004-04-05T22:40:49.310-04:00after stumbling upon the blog of a certain "Grammar God", i couldn't help but take this quiz. frankly, i'm not surprised at my results :oP
You're defecation. You have many different names.You smell really bad, and always seem to showup late for meals. You are usually strong andsolid, and sometimes it can be painful to haveyou go. You like to change the way you lookand surprise people. You stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081181281563183282004-04-05T12:08:00.000-04:002004-04-06T20:48:22.810-04:00... i posted on a previous blog that i only had 4 weeks of work left. thinking excitedly about how today marks 3 more weeks of this bittersweet workterm, i am now faced with the harsh reality that in my utter glee and anticipation for the end of this term, i actually miscounted the weeks - as of today, those 4 remaining weeks of work start NOW...
*sigh*
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081120909592652932004-04-04T19:21:00.000-04:002004-04-04T19:54:13.640-04:00i just woke up from a 6 hour "nap". the question of whether i should stick to my "academic productivity" schedule or continue dreaming away still remains.
... at this point, i'm still too incoherent and frazzled to find an answer to it.
*sigh* i'm already missing that extra hour of sleep.
i blame it on the tea. :oP
back to bed.
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081085800839815842004-04-04T09:36:00.000-04:002004-04-04T14:22:12.420-04:00sleep?! ... INCONCEIVABLE!
departure time from toronto/mississauga: 6:30pm (saturday)
arrival time back to 'sauga from 'loo: 7:35am (today)
wake up time for church: 8:45am
yet another successful crit kid gathering. this time, hosted by the j-dudes. what do you get when you have 4 crit-tastic friends gathered around a feast of gourmet kd (complete with garnishings :oP), fresh hot dogs, ceasar stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1081011017068967692004-04-03T10:06:00.000-05:002004-04-03T11:54:41.280-05:00i will be productive today.
agenda:
- clean up the utter chaos that is my room
- manage to fit in a meal or two somewhere in between
- finish at least 3 more lectures (oy.)
- head down to 'loo for a crit kid break
- pass out
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080938704941286742004-04-02T15:45:00.000-05:002004-04-02T15:49:50.890-05:00THE BIG GROUP SING!
"one fold more" from "LES COOPERABLES"
hahaha seems like once we got adrienne started, she just can't seem to stop - and this time, she's designated roles :o)
... i was aiming for the part of eponine, but i guess "jean val-crease" will have to do for now :oP - people, this is her best work yet, so brace yourselves! ;o)
in the works: "and all that spam" from "CHI-CO-OP!"
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-108092146713108082004-04-02T10:57:00.000-05:002004-04-02T11:17:26.530-05:00coffee coffee buzz buzz buzz
methinks that i've become overly dependent on medium french vanillas from timmie's for me to stay awake at work... i think it's getting to the point where i can actually feel french vanilla running through my veins. it seems as if i can't seem to stop fidgeting until i have my fix at around 10:30am. it's starting to become a daily ritual - the woman at the cash stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080866194873865792004-04-01T19:36:00.000-05:002004-04-01T20:06:20.123-05:00"everybody cut! FOOPLOOSE!"
hehe adrienne's on a roll - after hours of laughing on end about possible musical afitrian coop extravaganzas, here are some of the names we came up with for other possible broadway hits!
from "JARED AND THE TECHNICOLOR PARSLEY"
- "any rib will do"
- "go go go jared"
- "pass every dish to me"
from "LES COOPERABLES"
- "one fold more"
- "bring him holes"
- "master of stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080845794835668252004-04-01T13:56:00.000-05:002004-04-01T14:00:13.890-05:00a song for stella...
browsing around friends' blogs after lunch, i came across adrienne's, in which i found a song she had written for kara. so impressed by adrienne's massive talent as a song writer, i asked her to write one for me too. not only did she write me one, but she composed an entire broadway musical tribute just for me!!!
not quite "funkative", but even better ;o)
"oh that stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080832399471718172004-04-01T10:13:00.000-05:002004-04-01T10:44:44.233-05:00happy april!
current mood:
the internet and my e-mail account at work have been wonky for the past 4 days, 3 hours, 22 minutes, and 28 seconds (not that i'm keeping track or anything). even the one radio channel that my phone can pick up is being poopie - i'm thinking the djs at this radio station must be big fans of madonna cuz i've probably listened to "like a prayer" and "cherish" over 6 stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-108078579009808292004-03-31T21:16:00.000-05:002004-03-31T23:07:50.356-05:00so long amy... maybe we'll see you on jay leno one day ;o)
turned out that john stevens was safe... how, i have no clue. the only (VERY SLIGHT) similarity he has with frank sinatra is the voice - but even good ol' blue eyes had more life in him. john has as much enthusiasm as a door knob. felt bad for the guy though, the camera kept focusing on him while on the verge of tears...
and how the stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080777305358514572004-03-31T18:55:00.000-05:002004-04-01T19:51:31.483-05:00mmm... i'm stuffed.
stella's been...
garlic and ginger wings, chicken vegetable stir fry, hot steamed rice, jumbo shrimps sizzled to perfection, and enough spring rolls to spring ya to heaven :o)
for dessert, freshly riped golden mangos... *burp* i had 4 of 'em in one sitting :oP
gotta love it when mommy takes the day off from work ;o)
man... at the rate i'm going now, someone might have to stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080702332784479532004-03-30T22:05:00.000-05:002004-03-30T22:14:33.670-05:00Live By Faith
Chris Rice
I can’t feel You movin’ inside
I don’t hear Your voice whisperin’ in the night
And I’ve never seen You with these eyes
Am I a fool, am I just a fool?
They ask how I follow what I can’t see
Why I trust in a love that my arms won’t reach
I don’t need You, don't need You to prove it to me
I’ll be a fool, yes I’ll be a fool
‘Cause blessed are those who have not seen and stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080680791260902392004-03-30T16:06:00.000-05:002004-03-30T16:10:07.576-05:00correction: about throwing the box of girl guide cookies at garry... make that 2 times *blush*
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080680366828387612004-03-30T15:59:00.000-05:002004-03-30T16:04:52.090-05:00oh so...
today's events included throwing a box of girl guide cookie's at fellow coop garry's head (by accident of course), tripping on my own feet up the escalator (yes, it is possible), failing to use the "inside voice" (more than i normally do) - ie: "i'm doing great! minus the mexican bullfight happening in my pants...", spilling water all over my pants (apparently the bulls were thirsty), stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080622030340991542004-03-29T23:47:00.000-05:002004-03-30T00:06:20.280-05:00nandito ako ("i am here...")
i heard this song over the weekend, and i thought it was really nice - catchy tune, soft melody, happy piano accompaniment, etc. only problem was that i couldn't understand all of it because it's in tagalog, which didn't help considering i speak ilongo :oP. so, while spending most of the night trying to translate filipino songs for the heck of it, i finally found thestellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080616816753048002004-03-29T22:20:00.000-05:002004-03-29T22:24:03.653-05:00i can't seem to see the floor of my room. crap.
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080602718012401562004-03-29T18:25:00.000-05:002004-03-29T18:42:15.310-05:00quote of the day:
when asked what he wanted to be when he grows up, 3-year-old sammy replied,
"... i'm going to be a dinosaur."
some kids are definitely more ambitious than others :o)
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080532681155023932004-03-28T22:58:00.000-05:002004-03-29T06:09:47.280-05:00reading today's paper, i read that the 9-year old body of cecilia zhang was finally found in a mississauga ravine after a 5-month search.
it's funny how certain events in life that have completely no relation to you can still affect you so deeply. i never knew cecilia, nor her family, and yet my heart goes out to them. for the past 5 months, her story was one that not only captivated toronto, stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080446163823345832004-03-27T22:56:00.000-05:002004-03-27T23:07:59.373-05:004 party invitations for today: 3 birthday parties and 1 wedding shower. made it to 2 of the 4... i'm pooped.
abbi and bh's wedding shower: kicked some serious "word unscrambling" and "name that cheesy love song" ass during the games session and was rewarded with a plethora of scented candle goodness. the bride-to-be was pleasantly surprised, which was amusing since yesterday night we basically stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080408986238389322004-03-27T12:36:00.000-05:002004-03-28T15:31:47.623-05:00feelin' a lil bit...
went to j's place last night to celebrate her 21st birthday - 'twas an evening of food, good times, laughter, tears (ugh! stupid happy tears :oP), more food, and gamecube... crap. i think i've been sucked into the addiction - now i'm debating whether to get one of my own - ugh, and my brother isn't helping much with trying to hold me back from purchasing it on impulse :oP stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080329930316114432004-03-26T14:38:00.000-05:002004-03-26T14:42:20.763-05:00stella's finally gone stir crazy
for the past hour and a half, i've been randomly e-mailing people, surfing the net, and drinking gallons of water to keep my face from hitting the keyboard... all these numbers..... coming after me... going blind... must not... sleep. zzzZZZZZzzzzzz...
tangent: i completed the roger moore section of my james bond dvd collection :o) woooohoooo!
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080243391042425002004-03-25T14:36:00.000-05:002004-03-25T21:04:47.903-05:00hole-puncher nostalgia...
while spending some quality one-on-one time with the hole puncher this afternoon, i started reminiscing about the days of my childhood...
there was one incident that happened in the 2nd grade that for some reason i can still vividly remember like it was yesterday (...it wasn't :oP).
when i was a little kid, i was amazed by the single hole puncher. everytime someone stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080223502218037162004-03-25T09:05:00.000-05:002004-03-25T12:06:39.466-05:00i handed in that sucker of a paper at around 2:30am. it's done. finito. finished. through. completed. now i can finally go back into the swing of procrastinating again... :o)
but alas, stella's slightly...
i really finished that paper at around 1 something and spent the rest of my time fine-tuning, when suddenly one of my housemates came online for an unexpected full-blown vent session about stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080137960789957102004-03-24T09:19:00.000-05:002004-03-24T09:22:48.373-05:00i've been at work since 8am... and i'm already fidgeting in my chair. it probably has something to do with the fact that i'm currently functioning on less than 2 hours of sleep... but still, there are other things to be thankful for - milder temperatures, the sun shining outside, and despite my tendency to want to close my eyes every 10 seconds, i have my health :o)
among other things, i stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080111819068215982004-03-24T02:03:00.000-05:002004-03-24T08:13:54.826-05:00in the words of cristina...
"i am so dumb! D M B U!"
i was so busy procrastinating over the past few weeks that i completely forgot that i have a 2000-word paper due tomorrow (err... today) for 460B. the original plan was for me to boycott complete access to internet (which i did for the most part), and american idol (in which i failed miserably). well, i've actually done quite a lot (stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080073913791391182004-03-23T15:31:00.000-05:002004-03-23T15:54:54.793-05:00googlisms of the day...
taking a break from going blind with excel sheets at work, i decided to pass some time by checking out what googlism had to say about me... here are some of my findings:
estelle is an adorable little doll that's nearly half the size of americangirl dolls
estelle is the queen of diminished expectations
estelle is dead
estelle is our canada
estelle is a borderline stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080006323340776662004-03-22T20:45:00.000-05:002004-03-23T08:27:42.610-05:00highlights from the agfitrian foop coop RIBS/WINGS/MOVIE NIGHT
GLORIOUS FOOD ALL AROUND!
saucin'... (kara and adrienne)
re-saucin'... (me and adrienne hittin' up the sauce 2 TIME!)
BEFORE: jared and adrienne ready to sink their teeth into the succulent
feast that is our creation...
AFTER: as usual, jared ate everything in sight... err... including adrienne?! :oP
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1080004517054578572004-03-22T20:15:00.000-05:002004-03-22T20:18:59.873-05:00maggie on a good day...
i finally got my film developed!!!
... more pictures to come!
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079925631987466272004-03-21T22:20:00.000-05:002004-03-21T22:26:36.530-05:00my family invited my cousin's boyfriend over for dinner tonight, in hopes that he would feel more "settled" with the family - looks like things are getting more and more serious :oP we figured that we'd "lure" him in with our cooking LOL. his background is newfoundland-scottish (as my cousin likes to put it), so he's always amazed with how much food us filipinos can make... as well as eat :oP
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079904504458206062004-03-21T16:28:00.000-05:002004-03-21T16:46:11.310-05:00still feverish, but feelin'
yet another great eventful weekend spent in the 'loo... stress-free, and only quasi-drama-filled, it was good times ;o) yes, i'm still sick, probably more worse than when i left 'sauga for the weekend, but i'm still smilin'! thought i'd do a recap of the weekend's adventures before my body decides to shut down completely once the drugs kick in...
friday:
~ arrival stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079710505997706292004-03-19T10:35:00.000-05:002004-03-19T10:38:26.513-05:00spendin' a weekend in da loo...
well, the fever broke (wooohoo!) when i got up this morning... let's hope it holds out for the rest of the weekend :o)
i'm off to waterloo folks!! prepare for extreme bloggage later on! :o)
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079665761874899722004-03-18T22:09:00.000-05:002004-03-18T22:12:42.030-05:00If Fortune Smiles
If fortune smiles,
You will see her
Tonight.
Wait for her under
The acacia tree.
Time it so that
The first star
Is about to rise
And the first dry leaf
Is about to fall
From the longest branch
Of the acacia tree.
When all is set
Shut your eyes,
Wait for the blowing
Of the lukewarm breeze.
It just might
Be her breath.
Do not open your eyes.
Wait for the breeze
To cool down stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079576247292090852004-03-17T21:17:00.000-05:002004-03-17T21:23:09.233-05:00a lament for ethan...
tonight i am...
*sigh* poor ethan got "bamboozled" by his tribe tonight... he left survivor a goat rather than a hero... but a hot goat, nonetheless :o)
it's okay ethan, you'll always be *my* hero :oP
at least now that he's kicked off i can spend less time in front of the tube and more time for 460B...
(i keep telling myself that, i know - i think it's almost to the stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079540099840176062004-03-17T11:14:00.000-05:002004-03-17T11:19:22.686-05:00ugh...
i think i'm...
yesterday, my brother was complaining about feeling slightly feverish with a headache and how his nose would not stop running... i woke up this morning with a headache, cold hands, sore throat, and drowsy, heavy eyes... i just finished a 5 minute sneezing and coughing frenzy, and i've been sucking on halls for the majority of the morning. ugh!
this is such a bum time to stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079481897879256132004-03-16T19:04:00.000-05:002004-03-16T19:10:46.200-05:00hittin' it up freestyle, yo!...
still...
like a villain...
well, my manager finally comes back tomorrow. i spent my last day of quasi-doing work *ahem* freestyling to the beats of eminem's "loose yourself" and blackstreet's "no diggity", and discussing "bodily functions" with some folks from work.
here's what i came up with in the course of one day:
"yo, i'm missie E from da Aon Re, chillin'stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079458245378723052004-03-16T12:30:00.000-05:002004-03-16T12:35:20.530-05:00current mood:
i am slowly going crazy, 1 2 3 4 5 6 switch... crazy slowly going am i, 6 5 4 3 2 1 switch...
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079405623192896802004-03-15T21:53:00.000-05:002004-03-15T21:56:58.653-05:00"in the heart of every girl, there's a woman waking up..."
just finished watching "mona lisa smile" (finally!) with my mom - i really liked it. of course, throughout the movie i couldn't help but think of it as a female version of "dead poets society", but nevertheless, i enjoyed it. the movie was followed by left over ice cream cake, and a heart-to-heart between my mommy and me. *sigh* the stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079319144962236622004-03-14T21:52:00.000-05:002004-03-15T08:37:40.700-05:00Clairol Herbal Essences #49.5 - Intense Burgundy
i wanted to get rid of my highlights by blending everything in my hair into the original colour i had before, which was more or less a dark burgundy reddish-brown. i decided to try a new brand, because the box was $2.00 cheaper than the one i normally use.
the box said "intense burgundy" - they weren't kidding. i probably should have washed the stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-107923876249104192004-03-13T23:32:00.000-05:002004-03-14T19:19:51.106-05:00missionfest 2004 (not 2003 - hehe thanks charlene!)
been running around downtown TO's metro toronto convention centre from the crack of dawn to the late hours of the night for the past 2 days in a row. my feet are tired, my voice is shot, and yet i'm still on fire. there's nothing like incredible worship - almost the whole crew from niagara was there (i missed you, ebonie!). brought back a lot stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079117717685642502004-03-12T13:55:00.000-05:002004-03-12T15:24:58.530-05:00mmmm... *burp*
just came back from lunch with my dad and a few of my aunts. we decided to meet downtown at penelope for some fine grecian dining. i'm so stuffed with souvlaki i can feel the tzatziki running through my veins... but it was worth all the pain - there was just so much :o)
while waiting for our food, i read the story of penelope, which was written on the back of our menus. she was stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079107256403224822004-03-12T11:00:00.000-05:002004-03-12T11:11:37.546-05:00the walk to work...
everyday, on my way to work, i always pass by this old man in a cream wool trench coat walking in the opposite direction just right before i make it to the escalator. it seems to happen so frequently that seeing him has become a part of my daily routine, as if my day isn't "normal" if i don't see him. we don't really say much when we pass each other by, just a little polite stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079063231741418292004-03-11T22:47:00.000-05:002004-03-14T20:10:19.576-05:00*sigh* so long colby...
mmm... definitely a good episode tonight - wish i could swim in the ocean and put a puzzle-piece boat together and win immunity plus a bbq feast and oasis dessert-buffet, to only then be topped off with watching the tropical sunset off the bow of a million-dollar yacht... :o)
how the heck did colby get kicked off the island over jerri?!
best line from ethan tonight: "stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1079038697076412302004-03-11T15:00:00.000-05:002004-03-11T18:03:33.450-05:00when the manager's away, stella's at play...
... "did my heart love till now?" lol.
*sigh* my survivor boys... ethan and rob ;o)
(yes... i'm supposed to be working right now - but if mandy can spend the whole day planning out her dream wedding, i can daydream too! LOL)
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078975943637595202004-03-10T22:32:00.000-05:002004-03-10T23:58:52.200-05:00
"Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards."
                                                                 stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078973722416043162004-03-10T21:55:00.000-05:002004-03-11T08:34:28.483-05:00it takes tu tu tango...
café tu tu tango: a starving artist's paradise - live music, local painters, sculpters, and carvers sitting around doing their thing, artwork cascading the walls of the restaurant, and even the food was art (who knew cookies and cream could be transformed into artsy fartsy magic?). just came back from what is now my favourite restaurant in the world. from the motif, to stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078964151247437392004-03-10T19:15:00.000-05:002004-03-10T22:05:54.233-05:00stella's mind is running a muck... (again)
something my friend said to me has managed to stick with me even till now. we were discussing relationships (... which seems to be a hot topic these days), and we were specifically talking about how a huge majority of people we know are either hooking up or getting married (… him falling into the first category). i started joking around about how i stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078877166846196992004-03-09T19:06:00.000-05:002004-03-09T23:34:27.860-05:00***
A strange transport took possession of her, all her veins were in a paroxysm of violent sensation. "Good God!" she exclaimed to herself, "what is this?" And then, a moment after, she was saying assuredly, "I shall know more of that man." She was tortured with desire to see him again, a nostalgia, a necessity to see him again, to make sure it was not all a mistake, that she was not deluding stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078709543996415542004-03-07T20:32:00.000-05:002004-03-07T23:12:40.576-05:00another reason why i'm not a fan of set-ups...
hmm. actually talked to the infamous brandon for more than 2 minutes today...
suffice it to say, i wasn't very impressed.
this pretty much summed up our conversation:
him: "... so, what kinds of music do you listen to?"
me: "well, anything and everything - i'm pretty versatile like that. i'm kinda into maroon 5 and 'happy' music at the moment... stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078652661403020522004-03-07T04:44:00.000-05:002004-03-07T04:51:12.420-05:00good times all around - you can never go wrong with a wholesome feast shared with awesome-super-cool company :o). some things definitely work out better when they're on the fly. who really needs a jazz club when you can amuse yourself with poo stories, a slight overdose of green tea, cristina's pictures (esp. the 'fro), "name the song" (...GYPSY KINGS?!), "Amélie", and most importantly MOONKIE (stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078555697290653212004-03-06T01:48:00.000-05:002004-03-06T01:54:50.780-05:00Poem Composed During a Brownout
I.
This poem is being written in the dark.
It has no colors in it: no mauve,
no primrose, no periwinkle, no celadon.
It will not contain the words fast-track,
hydroelectric, coal-fired, megawatt.
In fact it will be quiet as a tomb,
like the sepulchral night on which it was born.
Later in the poem you will hear
the hum of generators.
II.
At two in the morningstellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078370571103029262004-03-03T22:22:00.000-05:002004-03-04T06:41:02.576-05:00The Passion of the Christ
... words cannot describe the depth of the suffering, the love, the sacrifice, the compassion that this movie portrays.
all i can really say is, if you can't see past the amount of violence instead of the meaning of it, you've missed the point completely.
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078279773279067592004-03-02T21:09:00.000-05:002004-03-02T21:12:31.466-05:00best "simon line" on american idol thus far...
"... don't get me wrong, you're a beautiful girl. but you're an ugly performer."
hahahaha... yikes.
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078275121047824372004-03-02T19:52:00.000-05:002004-03-02T22:45:01.200-05:00oy... sold out?!
it's definitely been one of those days... i once again learned the hard way that the body doesn't function very well on 3 hours of sleep.
it all started with me tripping on the front step before i even left the house for work this morning, giving me a nice twisted ankle that is only starting to bother me now. the day continued with me either dropping something, tripping on my stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078206833686757332004-03-02T00:53:00.000-05:002004-03-02T00:59:16.233-05:00... just a few more minutes.
meet maggie :o)
have you ever seen a more cuter psychotic-raged-filled child? :o)
(she's really a sweetie - we just kinda caught her on one of her "off" days, hehe)
... i'm beginning to think that i'm rubbing off on her. lol
stellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684190738993871812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109265.post-1078199627060364902004-03-01T22:53:00.000-05:002004-03-01T23:07:54.360-05:00... average?!
i took an internet addiction quiz, and my score was 43. apparently i'm an "average user":
You are an average on-line user. You may surf the Web a bit too long at times, but you have control over your usage.
take the test...
haha "control" - i know nothing of the word... :oP
... if i'm average, i'd hate to see what they define as an "addicted user".
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