Saturday, December 13, 2003
The ThundercatsÂ
will not leave me alone.
whatever that meant.
i'm at meg's house now, in my jammies, listening to I'm Lion-O.
anywayanywayanyway! yesterday was very interesting.
in ter est ing . . ..
i'm sleepy.
oh, right, yesterday. what happened again?
i woke up at 7.
i went to ics with meg.
and isaku.
i'm spacey! i'm spacey!
see?
anyway, i sat in all the classes.
but mr moore made me do art (we had to draw stuff with our left hands, and clever me, i had to pick a PLANT.), and mr goode proclaimed that "she's still alive. let's give her a clap."
and i don't think tim has ever gotten over my shortness or something. (seems like that word is mentioned in every ruth-sees-tim-and-talks context).
and carol (aka goliath just because i'm boaz) recently discovered the real reason why she calls herself goliath when she meets me.
the chicken rice at the cafeteria was pretty good.
black socks are not the only nice things in the sock world, mind you.
i love my nails! (currently: pinky-green; fourth finger-navy blue; third finger-light purple; index-bright red; thumb-white with red polka dots) (rejoice for testers!!!)
ok anyway i'm sick of spacing so much. we went to sarah's house after school and spent a loooong time doing our nails for no reason. by the time we actually left to go meet up with anna, it was raining. naturally, we ran in the rain. well, ran/walked. but it was more on the ran side. anyway, anyway, anyway. sooo we met up with anna. and i spent ages on my rubbish phone talking to kiyoko, just trying to figure out how exactly we were gonna meet. we only met up when, before going to pacific plaza, we saw ed and eddie and kurt and stephen and austin and ... and ... who else was there? doesn't matter. anyway when we were at pacific plaza SHE met them so it made it a lot easier to know that she was with people we knew. or something like that. am i being longwinded? i think i'm being longwinded. must be because i'm short, so i'm making it up by being longwinded.
does that mean i'm shortunwinded?
ha, ha, silly me, ha, ha, not funny.
maybe i should just leave you all (maybe i should have typed yall) (or not) alone and get booted off the computer.
but before i do that, i have to say that ian's band One Inch Punch is very interesting. one bit of their gig was ska-ish. but not quite, because WHERE WERE THE TRUMPETS??? oh well. and austin got yelled at for moshing.
moshing all by himself.
on the wet field.
with all these malay people on the left side on the pavement, smoking their lives away.
we never got to see stephen and austin do their Thing because we had to go. :-(
and i have to go too, because meg is out of the shower and i can finally, finally, finally, get out of my very nice and comfortable jammies and stop wasting all your time. :-) bye bye!
- short-unwinded ruth
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 12/13/2003 11:15:00 AM
whatever that meant.
i'm at meg's house now, in my jammies, listening to I'm Lion-O.
anywayanywayanyway! yesterday was very interesting.
in ter est ing . . ..
i'm sleepy.
oh, right, yesterday. what happened again?
i woke up at 7.
i went to ics with meg.
and isaku.
i'm spacey! i'm spacey!
see?
anyway, i sat in all the classes.
but mr moore made me do art (we had to draw stuff with our left hands, and clever me, i had to pick a PLANT.), and mr goode proclaimed that "she's still alive. let's give her a clap."
and i don't think tim has ever gotten over my shortness or something. (seems like that word is mentioned in every ruth-sees-tim-and-talks context).
and carol (aka goliath just because i'm boaz) recently discovered the real reason why she calls herself goliath when she meets me.
the chicken rice at the cafeteria was pretty good.
black socks are not the only nice things in the sock world, mind you.
i love my nails! (currently: pinky-green; fourth finger-navy blue; third finger-light purple; index-bright red; thumb-white with red polka dots) (rejoice for testers!!!)
ok anyway i'm sick of spacing so much. we went to sarah's house after school and spent a loooong time doing our nails for no reason. by the time we actually left to go meet up with anna, it was raining. naturally, we ran in the rain. well, ran/walked. but it was more on the ran side. anyway, anyway, anyway. sooo we met up with anna. and i spent ages on my rubbish phone talking to kiyoko, just trying to figure out how exactly we were gonna meet. we only met up when, before going to pacific plaza, we saw ed and eddie and kurt and stephen and austin and ... and ... who else was there? doesn't matter. anyway when we were at pacific plaza SHE met them so it made it a lot easier to know that she was with people we knew. or something like that. am i being longwinded? i think i'm being longwinded. must be because i'm short, so i'm making it up by being longwinded.
does that mean i'm shortunwinded?
ha, ha, silly me, ha, ha, not funny.
maybe i should just leave you all (maybe i should have typed yall) (or not) alone and get booted off the computer.
but before i do that, i have to say that ian's band One Inch Punch is very interesting. one bit of their gig was ska-ish. but not quite, because WHERE WERE THE TRUMPETS??? oh well. and austin got yelled at for moshing.
moshing all by himself.
on the wet field.
with all these malay people on the left side on the pavement, smoking their lives away.
we never got to see stephen and austin do their Thing because we had to go. :-(
and i have to go too, because meg is out of the shower and i can finally, finally, finally, get out of my very nice and comfortable jammies and stop wasting all your time. :-) bye bye!
- short-unwinded ruth
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 12/13/2003 11:15:00 AM
