Saturday, July 31, 2004
not so home shweeet homeÂ
i miss my mom and dad and my remaining rabbit and my fridge and my brother and my imac (even though i'm using a mac it's different - this one has crappy music, right meg?) (just kidding) (ok you know i'm not kidding) and my bed and everything else BUT my mom's nagging.
for some reason, she gets a kick out of nagging at me via sms. long-distance sms. i don't know how she can do it... i mean, surely it must break her heart to be so far away from her daughter, but perhaps the weather (winter) there isn't helping much?
anyway, we got to go to liberty today! long time no libertied, me and meg. we, uh, went a little mad - especially meg - and now i have a feeling that i'm going to be puffing up into this lovely puffball thanks to reese's pieces and candy necklaces and peppermint patties and corn nuts and rocky road bars and butterfingers. we also went to watch i, robot but that is insignificant. WHY DON'T THEY HAVE SOBE ANYMORE!?!??!!?!?!? OR STRING'UMS??? WHY? WHY?!!!!? i feel like flinging myself to the ground and pounding on the floor. can you imagine?
i also skipped school yesterday, but thankfully for all the right reasons. my doctor (who also doubles up as my godfather. The Godfather.) told me i had mucus-y things running down the back of my throat and it was streaky and reddish. bet you didn't need to know that. however, right across his clinic is this snazzy little ice cream shop that has the best best best local ice cream EVER and me and meg had mud pies for lunch. when i get home on thursday i'll draw the mudpie on my computer. it's even nicer than nydc, and that's saying a lot.
i just cleared 60-odd memos in my phone's calender, and i realize that some of them are so disgustingly insignificant i fail to understand why i even put it in. of course, one of the probable reasons would be that i'm redundant ruth. here's an example:
29-2-2004
Happy Leapyear Day! - mom
that's for real. she woke me up and told me that. anyway, meg is sitting next to me scratching her ear. i think it's a sign. IT'S A SIGN!!! the black bear is coming. THE BLACK BEAR IS COMING!
maybe it's just me (or maybe it's maybelline). fare thee(s) well. whatever the plural for that is.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/31/2004 11:38:00 PM
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for some reason, she gets a kick out of nagging at me via sms. long-distance sms. i don't know how she can do it... i mean, surely it must break her heart to be so far away from her daughter, but perhaps the weather (winter) there isn't helping much?
anyway, we got to go to liberty today! long time no libertied, me and meg. we, uh, went a little mad - especially meg - and now i have a feeling that i'm going to be puffing up into this lovely puffball thanks to reese's pieces and candy necklaces and peppermint patties and corn nuts and rocky road bars and butterfingers. we also went to watch i, robot but that is insignificant. WHY DON'T THEY HAVE SOBE ANYMORE!?!??!!?!?!? OR STRING'UMS??? WHY? WHY?!!!!? i feel like flinging myself to the ground and pounding on the floor. can you imagine?
i also skipped school yesterday, but thankfully for all the right reasons. my doctor (who also doubles up as my godfather. The Godfather.) told me i had mucus-y things running down the back of my throat and it was streaky and reddish. bet you didn't need to know that. however, right across his clinic is this snazzy little ice cream shop that has the best best best local ice cream EVER and me and meg had mud pies for lunch. when i get home on thursday i'll draw the mudpie on my computer. it's even nicer than nydc, and that's saying a lot.
i just cleared 60-odd memos in my phone's calender, and i realize that some of them are so disgustingly insignificant i fail to understand why i even put it in. of course, one of the probable reasons would be that i'm redundant ruth. here's an example:
29-2-2004
Happy Leapyear Day! - mom
that's for real. she woke me up and told me that. anyway, meg is sitting next to me scratching her ear. i think it's a sign. IT'S A SIGN!!! the black bear is coming. THE BLACK BEAR IS COMING!
maybe it's just me (or maybe it's maybelline). fare thee(s) well. whatever the plural for that is.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/31/2004 11:38:00 PMWednesday, July 28, 2004
itchyÂ
i have a scratchy throat... i feel like i just swallowed flannel.
i haven't posted anything in such a long time! well... the mini message on meg's post doesn't really count. csi was so so so nasty, but i love it anyway. and amazing race was interesting... i just sat there rotting for two hours straight while meg made her super duper long post
iGET YO UR ARM wait it's ok i meant to say isaku get your arm off my HEAD but he took it off it is so annoying
he is trying to give me typing lessons in the air and it's not working
gonna get ready for bed now because it's 11 and i'm sitting here in this bright bright pink nautica shirt (thanks meg!) and my skirt and my crazy birdie earrings.
have you ever heard of smelly jelly?
i miss my mom and dad!
isaku's room is very very messy
meg's room is very very neat
my phone is sitting next to me
you know i'm typing all this just for the sake of it, you know, to make up for the lack of posts.
WHY ISN'T ANYONE COMMENTING? TAGGING? WHATEVERING? and too bad you can't turn the music off, jo ;)
ok. ok. going. going. bye bye eybe eybeeybey beyb b
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/28/2004 11:02:00 PM
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i haven't posted anything in such a long time! well... the mini message on meg's post doesn't really count. csi was so so so nasty, but i love it anyway. and amazing race was interesting... i just sat there rotting for two hours straight while meg made her super duper long post
iGET YO UR ARM wait it's ok i meant to say isaku get your arm off my HEAD but he took it off it is so annoying
he is trying to give me typing lessons in the air and it's not working
gonna get ready for bed now because it's 11 and i'm sitting here in this bright bright pink nautica shirt (thanks meg!) and my skirt and my crazy birdie earrings.
have you ever heard of smelly jelly?
i miss my mom and dad!
isaku's room is very very messy
meg's room is very very neat
my phone is sitting next to me
you know i'm typing all this just for the sake of it, you know, to make up for the lack of posts.
WHY ISN'T ANYONE COMMENTING? TAGGING? WHATEVERING? and too bad you can't turn the music off, jo ;)
ok. ok. going. going. bye bye eybe eybeeybey beyb b
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/28/2004 11:02:00 PMSunday, July 25, 2004
the neglectment continuesÂ
our lives are so boring, or maybe we're just too lazy to type anything in here these days.
anyway, i'm at meg's house now! 3 days down, 10 more to go... it seems like it's been 10 years since i've been home, or something. it's quite tragic.
we're heading to starbucks very, very, very soon. i honestly don't know why there, but somehow it seems like a nice idea, since i'm never too keen to study and there's only so many stupid (i mean it literally) dvds we can watch before our brains give way for mush.
AAAAAHHH!!!!! i didn't think it'd be true... but i just clicked on a ghoti hook (lovely, it's about the guy's bike) song because i lovelovelove it, and below it is a... hanson song. i shudder just to type their names out.
*shudder*
ok. must go now. i'm in meg's crazy flowery zara shirt and funny birdie earrings that are my mom's. yes, i own nothing of my own. we went grocery shopping last night! THAT WAS SO MUCH FUN! shame how i get a kick out of grocery shopping, but it comes with being someone like me. the ben & jerry's tubs looked extra tempting, too.
the water heater in this house is broken, so it was a mission trying to shower this morning. meg just took a shower... i wonder if she's gone blue?
my blue friend isn't so blue after all. anyway, better get off now. like i said two paragraphs ago.
WORD OF THE DAY!
H-o-b-n-o-b-b-i-n-g.
till next time, darlings. IF anyone still comes here. :)
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/25/2004 06:55:00 PM
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anyway, i'm at meg's house now! 3 days down, 10 more to go... it seems like it's been 10 years since i've been home, or something. it's quite tragic.
we're heading to starbucks very, very, very soon. i honestly don't know why there, but somehow it seems like a nice idea, since i'm never too keen to study and there's only so many stupid (i mean it literally) dvds we can watch before our brains give way for mush.
AAAAAHHH!!!!! i didn't think it'd be true... but i just clicked on a ghoti hook (lovely, it's about the guy's bike) song because i lovelovelove it, and below it is a... hanson song. i shudder just to type their names out.
*shudder*
ok. must go now. i'm in meg's crazy flowery zara shirt and funny birdie earrings that are my mom's. yes, i own nothing of my own. we went grocery shopping last night! THAT WAS SO MUCH FUN! shame how i get a kick out of grocery shopping, but it comes with being someone like me. the ben & jerry's tubs looked extra tempting, too.
the water heater in this house is broken, so it was a mission trying to shower this morning. meg just took a shower... i wonder if she's gone blue?
my blue friend isn't so blue after all. anyway, better get off now. like i said two paragraphs ago.
WORD OF THE DAY!
H-o-b-n-o-b-b-i-n-g.
till next time, darlings. IF anyone still comes here. :)
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/25/2004 06:55:00 PMThursday, July 22, 2004
bam boom bamboom bamboo bambiÂ
BIG D & THE KID'S TABLE ARE AWESOME-O! I AM ALSO BORED! BORED! DROEB! BOREDBOEROEBD!!
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*cackle*
"dude, she, like, speaks funny.. i dunno, it's weird..."
"yeah, dude, she speaks funny.. yeah, it is weird..."
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/22/2004 09:32:00 PM
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*cackle*
"dude, she, like, speaks funny.. i dunno, it's weird..."
"yeah, dude, she speaks funny.. yeah, it is weird..."
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/22/2004 09:32:00 PMTuesday, July 20, 2004
behbubehbubehbuÂ
i think that's the sound effect larry the cucumber makes.
I HATE PC'S! THEY ARE SLOW! i want to go home. *sulk*
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/20/2004 07:59:00 PM
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I HATE PC'S! THEY ARE SLOW! i want to go home. *sulk*
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/20/2004 07:59:00 PMMonday, July 19, 2004
spongebob's gone roundÂ
there is this spongebob squarepants balloon floating next to me. it's quite sad to note that it is round, which totally contradicts the squareness spongebob is supposed to have.
i am also supposed to be dilligently studying now.
first day at rachel's! so far so good, i haven't got myself into trouble with any teachers yet. my mom and dad leave for oz tomorrow morning! like i mentioned yesterday, the only good thing to come out of this is that i get stuff from there. which is such a good consolation.
I CAN'T WAIT FOR SCHOOL TO BE OVER AND DONE WITH! AAAAH!
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/19/2004 07:41:00 PM
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i am also supposed to be dilligently studying now.
first day at rachel's! so far so good, i haven't got myself into trouble with any teachers yet. my mom and dad leave for oz tomorrow morning! like i mentioned yesterday, the only good thing to come out of this is that i get stuff from there. which is such a good consolation.
I CAN'T WAIT FOR SCHOOL TO BE OVER AND DONE WITH! AAAAH!
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/19/2004 07:41:00 PMSunday, July 18, 2004
per vs arg (short forms are very useful)Â
i just watched 90 minutes of copa america and my eyes hurt. i am also being evicted out of my own home, because my darling parunts will be in oz while i waste away this week at rachel's, then then next ten days at megs.
ah, i have a great life.
well, i suppose the only good thing that will come out of them going there is that my mom promised to get me stuff. that always works out well.
anyway, i have decided to watch gilmore girls. ta!
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/18/2004 06:04:00 PM
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ah, i have a great life.
well, i suppose the only good thing that will come out of them going there is that my mom promised to get me stuff. that always works out well.
anyway, i have decided to watch gilmore girls. ta!
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/18/2004 06:04:00 PMThursday, July 15, 2004
the good old days of postman patÂ
my life is so boring right now there isn't anything to post about, because all i do is go to school, come home, eat, study (shocking, i know!), sit at the computer and get a headache because the screen is so bright, and sleep.
that's my week so far for you all.
ummm... there's a kleenex box with minnie mouse on it. i honestly don't know why it's in the house.
ohhh, my mom and dad will be going to oz for two and a half weeks! and i'm going to stay with rach and meg. haw haw haw, as if i'll get any work done.
anyway, i seriously have run out of things to say. i think i'm getting a little carried away with all these cds that i'm getting...
pssst, meg, want to buy me the shut the punk up cd at hmv? i am hinting ever so subtly!!! :D
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/15/2004 08:14:00 PM
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that's my week so far for you all.
ummm... there's a kleenex box with minnie mouse on it. i honestly don't know why it's in the house.
ohhh, my mom and dad will be going to oz for two and a half weeks! and i'm going to stay with rach and meg. haw haw haw, as if i'll get any work done.
anyway, i seriously have run out of things to say. i think i'm getting a little carried away with all these cds that i'm getting...
pssst, meg, want to buy me the shut the punk up cd at hmv? i am hinting ever so subtly!!! :D
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/15/2004 08:14:00 PMSunday, July 11, 2004
reminiscingÂ
i just read through my shortruth.blogspot.com page. i feel like a fluffball. I MISS THAT SITE! oh, well. i had foccacia bread for dinner. and i couldn't care less how that's spelt.
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hungry gherkins rule the outergalaxies of inner-consequential squares
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/11/2004 09:57:00 PM
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written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/11/2004 09:57:00 PMhey meg, you stole my cool phrase! fine, stud cupcake.Â
i loved that pigeon!! it was red and blue and it was sooooo cute and... *sigh* my mom was cooing at it one morning while i got ready for school, and it was lying sideways in its cage and my mom poked it and it didn't move.
it died from being pecked by crows. NASTY CROWS!!!!!
anyway, lizzie is still alive, crouching in her little cubicle-thing in the animal clinic (really, that's what it's called) with a few towels wrapped around her, poor baby, a hot water bottle, and this pink bandage around her right paw with a drip. my bunny is on a stinking DRIP.
i know it's a bad idea when...
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/11/2004 03:44:00 PM
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it died from being pecked by crows. NASTY CROWS!!!!!
anyway, lizzie is still alive, crouching in her little cubicle-thing in the animal clinic (really, that's what it's called) with a few towels wrapped around her, poor baby, a hot water bottle, and this pink bandage around her right paw with a drip. my bunny is on a stinking DRIP.
i know it's a bad idea when...
i start cracking up really badly in the middle of my dad's message about m&m's rolling down my leg onto the floor, long lucy, short samuel, kissing my ring with the polka dots and watching meg draw kitchens and chickens.
these annoying people have been coming to my door asking pleading with me to buy ten sticks of wall's ice cream. i would if i was a millionairess, but i'm not, so too bad. i feel bad, but too bad too. i'm very very very very repepepepepepepepepepepetitive.
skanking
happyfunrobotkilltime
daniel larusso's going to fight
gloops of gel glistened in the glaciers
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oh! i just made two desktops for my computer. (they took AGES.) here they are!
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/11/2004 03:44:00 PMSaturday, July 10, 2004
clogged blogÂ
i'm so sleepy and i've just made this desktop for myself and it's all dots! yay! :) oh, wait. my mom wants me to go with her to seven eleven so she can buy focaccia bread. foccacia bread. whatever it's spelled like. lizzie's still in rabbit hospital, poor baby. my mom's been baking like mad ever since we got home from grocery shopping, first it was a banana cake, then this chocolate cake with a TON of icing on it, and then i made brownies!!!
she let me lick all the mixes (the one from the brownies was the nicest) and i'm so full, so i think that's my supper for today. anyway, seven eleven time. MEG IS WORKING RIGHT NOW! hahahaha.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/10/2004 09:54:00 PM
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she let me lick all the mixes (the one from the brownies was the nicest) and i'm so full, so i think that's my supper for today. anyway, seven eleven time. MEG IS WORKING RIGHT NOW! hahahaha.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/10/2004 09:54:00 PMThursday, July 08, 2004
oh boy :(Â
my bunny lizzie hasn't been able to get up ever since i got home and she's sprawled all over the cage and she's been scrabbling to get up ever since i coaxed her but her left leg is bad or something and it's stopping her from getting up and she looks so exhausted and my brother's poor bunny looks so helpless because he's prancing around the cage looking on and oh crappers i'm worried SICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :'(
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/08/2004 05:15:00 PM
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written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/08/2004 05:15:00 PMTuesday, July 06, 2004
i bid thee(s) farewellÂ
i am grounding myself from msn as of tomorrow. if i don't, i will end up in the trash can of the unacademically-inclined buffoons for life.
i have nothing else to say because whatever rubbish i had intended to type out here just landed itself in an email.
here's something worth not mentioning: i need to go shower. bye bubs.
my farewell picture even though it's been posted before, because i am turning my back on msn and maybe cooties (haw haw haw):
anyway.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/06/2004 03:55:00 PM
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i have nothing else to say because whatever rubbish i had intended to type out here just landed itself in an email.
here's something worth not mentioning: i need to go shower. bye bubs.
my farewell picture even though it's been posted before, because i am turning my back on msn and maybe cooties (haw haw haw):
anyway.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/06/2004 03:55:00 PMMonday, July 05, 2004
the socker succers, all of them! hur hur hur!Â
my dad, i mean. he went to bed at eleven just so he could wake up at two thirty to watch the match which was shown at two thirty-five.
i am rejoicing with meg over the fact that people actually DO come to our site, even if they close the window six seconds later. but hopefully not. THERE IS HOPE! THERE REALLY IS HOPE!
i am loving today. i woke up at 11, and took ages to get ready (just kidding) and went to town with mommy and daddy dearest. honestly... going to town with my parents... anyway, i bought two cds! YAY!!!!! and one of them was a very very very very good find, because even on the net not many sites even know the cd exists, and the other is... ummm... too punk for my mom. mxpx (fluffy punk) and ghoti hook (listenable punk) and even SKA she can handle, but not ninety pound wuss. oh well.
since meg is stirring up so much hype on strawberry blasted honeycomb cereals, here is my conclusion:
she's going to overdose on it soon. (i'll always remember how nice you were to me, meg)
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/05/2004 07:47:00 PM
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i am rejoicing with meg over the fact that people actually DO come to our site, even if they close the window six seconds later. but hopefully not. THERE IS HOPE! THERE REALLY IS HOPE!
i am loving today. i woke up at 11, and took ages to get ready (just kidding) and went to town with mommy and daddy dearest. honestly... going to town with my parents... anyway, i bought two cds! YAY!!!!! and one of them was a very very very very good find, because even on the net not many sites even know the cd exists, and the other is... ummm... too punk for my mom. mxpx (fluffy punk) and ghoti hook (listenable punk) and even SKA she can handle, but not ninety pound wuss. oh well.
since meg is stirring up so much hype on strawberry blasted honeycomb cereals, here is my conclusion:
she's going to overdose on it soon. (i'll always remember how nice you were to me, meg)
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/05/2004 07:47:00 PMSunday, July 04, 2004
housekeepingÂ
(aaaahh meg! the chubb chubbs!!!)
you know, the ball-chinnian man gave me the creeps. plus, he made me laugh so hard i cried.
anyway, besides church - worship was VERY good today, and so was the sermon and praying and everything - and lunch in chinatown (good old chinatown), i spent the second half of my day avoiding little victoria who wanted to listen to my ska music. not that i have anything against her, she is sooo cute and i really love her but when you're being anti-social and listening to ska while you're at that you just can't help but not want this little 4-year-old girl (on her birthday she told me she'd be five soon, the excitement of getting older is always there) to share the headphones.
or maybe the rain put me in a bad mood.
besides that, i watched catch me if you can on dvd! some nasty bits though. and that frank man was just crazy. i feel like meg too :( outdated because that came out ages ago! oh well, better now than never. and i still got to watch spiderman 2 on the opening day, hyuk hyuk! yes. anyway.
after watching catch me if you can i had dinner and then i went on this mad spree with the vacuum cleaner.
i think the last time i did that, i ended up cleaning the whole house because i felt like it. this time, it was only limited to my room, thank God because i think my back's been put out by bending so much. (excuse me, short people do have back problems as well when it comes to vacuum cleaning) and i changed my bedsheets which was very hard because my bed is in the corner and it's kinda high up which is such a pain and then i cleaned my rag rug... it's really become a rag because i told my mom i didn't want to know what resided in there, considering how much dust fluffed out.
sleepy time now. i mean, its time to be sleepy so my dad won't start nagging at me to get off the computer because i am really, really, really wide awake. farewell!
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/04/2004 10:31:00 PM
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you know, the ball-chinnian man gave me the creeps. plus, he made me laugh so hard i cried.
anyway, besides church - worship was VERY good today, and so was the sermon and praying and everything - and lunch in chinatown (good old chinatown), i spent the second half of my day avoiding little victoria who wanted to listen to my ska music. not that i have anything against her, she is sooo cute and i really love her but when you're being anti-social and listening to ska while you're at that you just can't help but not want this little 4-year-old girl (on her birthday she told me she'd be five soon, the excitement of getting older is always there) to share the headphones.
or maybe the rain put me in a bad mood.
besides that, i watched catch me if you can on dvd! some nasty bits though. and that frank man was just crazy. i feel like meg too :( outdated because that came out ages ago! oh well, better now than never. and i still got to watch spiderman 2 on the opening day, hyuk hyuk! yes. anyway.
after watching catch me if you can i had dinner and then i went on this mad spree with the vacuum cleaner.
i think the last time i did that, i ended up cleaning the whole house because i felt like it. this time, it was only limited to my room, thank God because i think my back's been put out by bending so much. (excuse me, short people do have back problems as well when it comes to vacuum cleaning) and i changed my bedsheets which was very hard because my bed is in the corner and it's kinda high up which is such a pain and then i cleaned my rag rug... it's really become a rag because i told my mom i didn't want to know what resided in there, considering how much dust fluffed out.
sleepy time now. i mean, its time to be sleepy so my dad won't start nagging at me to get off the computer because i am really, really, really wide awake. farewell!
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/04/2004 10:31:00 PMSaturday, July 03, 2004
popstarÂ
*gasp* timothy's on my... my... itunes???
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/03/2004 06:47:00 PM
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written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/03/2004 06:47:00 PMThursday, July 01, 2004
so much for brilliantÂ
kablooey Jimmy had always loved the outdoors and what nature had to offer him. He loved the smell of the blossoming buds, delighted in the prancing of birds in the grass patches, but most of all, he favoured the pigeons that were scattered around the water fountain. He knew everyday was an adventure, even though to regular people what he did would have been mundane as he visited the park day in, day out.
kablooey He spent his time leisurely tracing the same path his own footsteps had made the day before, the day before that, and the day before that day. In his right hand, he grasped a crinkled brown packet of flax seeds for his only friends to feed on, the pigeons that resided in the nooks and crannies of the town hall near the park. His heavy steps as he drew nearer to the fountain attracted the attention of the inquisitive birds, as they fluttered about, excited at the arrival of the man who had individually named all forty-three of them.
kablooey The sun shone dully over his matted and unkempt brown hair. As he loped towards the fountains, past various glowing families out for an evening walk and benches occupied by courting couples, heads were lowered and voices were heard in rushed whispers.
kablooey "Suzy, don't go near... Abandoned... Dude, what a freak... Sad case... Family issues..." Pleasantries greeted him as he swayed his jutting hips to the left, to the right, to the left. He hummed a tune to himself. He raised a finger to his lips.
kablooey "Shhh... Secret song, Jimmy, you mustn't let anyone listen!" His eyes danced wildly around, as he continued conversing with himself. Precisely thirty pairs of eyes were warily watching him.
kablooey Jimmy came to a stop in front of the grey fountain. He cocked his face to the side, grinning lopsidedly at his friends. His tongue lolled out as he clumsily grabbed a fistful of seeds from the packet. Something was not right, however. Jimmy frantically pulled his hand out of the bag, wheezing at the realisation that no seeds appeared in his palm. He plunged his hand into the packet again, and again, but not before finally punching a hole through it. His hair swayed in the wind as he swung his head around, shaking it furiously. His eyes were shut tight, and he shrieked as his hands got tangled in the loose threads of his moth-bitten coat that hung off his undernourished body.
kablooey It was an ambush waiting to happen. The torn brown packet slipped out of his clutch and flew towards the pigeons, sending them off in a flurry of wayward directions. The sound of flapping wings broke the harsh and awkward silence, bystanders not knowing what to do, how to react. Someone stifled a giggle. The pigeons observed their hysterical friend mid-air, cautiously watching him make a fool out of himself even more as he broke down into sticky tears.
kablooey A "splat" resonated throughout the park. The pigeons still had business to do, regardless of the situation their friend had got himself into. Jimmy whirled around, bent at the waist, unknowingly stumbling under a pigeon about to do some serious business. The last thing Jimmy could remember was someone screaming, and a crowd of people gathered above and around him.
kablooey He pried his eyes open with all his might. His first thought was immediately of the pigeons. What was going on? He awoke to the beep of a machine, an IV attached to his arm and the sound of glucose dripping into his blood stream. Jimmy had watched enough over-exaggerated television dramas to realise what was happening to him. He was dying. Fear struck his mind numb, his eyes widening and his throat threatening to break out screeching.
kablooey A man wearing a green gown walked in, a mask hanging loosely around his neck. Jimmy wondered, right there and then in his simple mind, whether he was in a dream. His mother had taught him from young that boys did not wear dresses, that it was outrageous and "out of this world". He knew his mother had taught him well and had forced him to attend church, although he was constantly in his own world of soaring birds, big blue skies, and forest ferns. However, he had only absorbed the bare minimum of what he had learnt as a child.
kablooey The odd man stooped over his bed, and reached over to feel Jimmy's head. He shrank back in fear, wondering what was happening to him. He searched his thoughts. The pigeons! What had happened to them? Thoughts swirled in his befuddled mind, giving him a headache.
kablooey "Jimmy, how are you feeling? I have some news for you," the man in green grimaced at him. "I'm afraid some... Pigeon droppings fell on you, and research has recently been done to confirm that it is poisonous. You have contracted meningitis due to the yeast cryptococcus neoformans present in the substance. You will have to be kept here under strict supervision and observation. Are there any relatives of yours we may contact?"
kablooey Jimmy blinked up at the man. What had he just said? It did not matter to him as long as he could spend time with his friends. His head pounded, as he frantically struggled to breathe. Something seemed to suffocate him, as he writhed under the thin white sheets that covered him. He flailed an arm out as his eyes swam, knocking a machine down, and Jimmy felt sucked into a white hole as his eyes shut.
kablooey His adventure was over.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/01/2004 10:10:00 PMi have this brilliant ideaÂ
for an essay i have to write, on adventure:
skakunk says: (8:21:38 PM)
maybe i could write about this man who goes for a walk in the park
skakunk says: (8:21:40 PM)
and he's a loner
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:40 PM)
pleash and thankew.
skakunk says: (8:21:42 PM)
and loves pigeons
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:46 PM)
hahahahhaaha
skakunk says: (8:21:50 PM)
but he doesn't know how lethal their poop is
skakunk says: (8:21:53 PM)
and one comes his way
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:59 PM)
and he befriends it.
skakunk says: (8:22:02 PM)
and he ends up in hospital with an incurable defect in his face
skakunk says: (8:22:05 PM)
nooooooo
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:22:07 PM)
yes, nice nice.
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:22:10 PM)
very nice. go write.
skakunk says: (8:22:16 PM)
and then he hates them and decides to have a social life in the end
you know, i kinda like my idea even though it isn't much of an adventure. i mean, i can't just write about going on holiday and then stepping on a jellyfish and then dying, can i?
actually, i can.
anyway, boo ya for the pigeons.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/01/2004 08:26:00 PM
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skakunk says: (8:21:38 PM)
maybe i could write about this man who goes for a walk in the park
skakunk says: (8:21:40 PM)
and he's a loner
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:40 PM)
pleash and thankew.
skakunk says: (8:21:42 PM)
and loves pigeons
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:46 PM)
hahahahhaaha
skakunk says: (8:21:50 PM)
but he doesn't know how lethal their poop is
skakunk says: (8:21:53 PM)
and one comes his way
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:21:59 PM)
and he befriends it.
skakunk says: (8:22:02 PM)
and he ends up in hospital with an incurable defect in his face
skakunk says: (8:22:05 PM)
nooooooo
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:22:07 PM)
yes, nice nice.
/ kimberly ; waiting to inhale. says: (8:22:10 PM)
very nice. go write.
skakunk says: (8:22:16 PM)
and then he hates them and decides to have a social life in the end
you know, i kinda like my idea even though it isn't much of an adventure. i mean, i can't just write about going on holiday and then stepping on a jellyfish and then dying, can i?
actually, i can.
anyway, boo ya for the pigeons.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/01/2004 08:26:00 PMoopsÂ
i never finished my sentence about spiderman... oh well, i forgot what i was going to say anyway. happens all the time.
you know, i don't know who that is but i typed in "big smile" in google images and that was one of the smiles i was looking for. big and retarded, because there isn't any smiley i can type out that will have the proper effect as putting up a picture of some unknown person.
anyway. bye!
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/01/2004 02:39:00 PM
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you know, i don't know who that is but i typed in "big smile" in google images and that was one of the smiles i was looking for. big and retarded, because there isn't any smiley i can type out that will have the proper effect as putting up a picture of some unknown person.
anyway. bye!
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/01/2004 02:39:00 PMpostlessssss...ssss..ss.. ess...Â
i haven't been posting anything ever since school started! ha! ha! ha!
well... yes, anyway.
NEWSFLASH
i liked the chemistry lesson we had today.
no explanation for that. i'm eating pizza now, and i just picked out all the onions... taking a bite now. AAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!! I MISSED ONE ONION!!!!!!!!!! oh man! yuckyuckyuckyuck
let's see what else is edible on this slice bottom up: thin crust, cheese and tomato base things, more cheese, ONIONS, mushrooms, and salami
i'm home alone, all the windows are closed, and i'm listening to a song called "joe's sick" by slick shoes.
slick sluck
oh! me and meg and cow watched spiderman 2 yesterday! i forgive the director for the slow-mo and the scriptwriter for the awfully gag-worthy lines such as "do you love me?" because at the end of the destruction and chaos and psychotism from dr octopus and harry whatever his last name is and OOOOH! I WANT THIS SHIRT!!!!!
ok. must go now. i want more cds.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/01/2004 02:22:00 PM
well... yes, anyway.
NEWSFLASH
i liked the chemistry lesson we had today.
no explanation for that. i'm eating pizza now, and i just picked out all the onions... taking a bite now. AAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!! I MISSED ONE ONION!!!!!!!!!! oh man! yuckyuckyuckyuck
let's see what else is edible on this slice bottom up: thin crust, cheese and tomato base things, more cheese, ONIONS, mushrooms, and salami
i'm home alone, all the windows are closed, and i'm listening to a song called "joe's sick" by slick shoes.
slick sluck
oh! me and meg and cow watched spiderman 2 yesterday! i forgive the director for the slow-mo and the scriptwriter for the awfully gag-worthy lines such as "do you love me?" because at the end of the destruction and chaos and psychotism from dr octopus and harry whatever his last name is and OOOOH! I WANT THIS SHIRT!!!!!
ok. must go now. i want more cds.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 7/01/2004 02:22:00 PM
