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2005-11-26T06:40:36Z

lj.com/sublunary__

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♥

__ohmydarling @ 2005-11-17T17:27:00

2005-11-18T01:56:19Z

Hey, I'm Michelle and the parabola is really quite interesting.

Hey, I'm Michelle and I'm glad that there is a classic movie channel on cable.

Hey, I'm Michelle and I want to go to Morocco before the winter moves in.

Recently I've been wondering why I'm best friends with this girl. Nous ne nous somme pas faches, et nous ne nous somme pas disputes. Alors, c'est car nous nous amuses et avec tout la monde. Really though, if you wanted the truth (en anglais), it's probably because she understands me better than anyone else. She's been there, and she has to put up with me everyday. Also, it's because she's the only other person that I know smiles with anticipation whenever a Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire commercial comes on. ♥

That show was amazing. Brie did such a good job on putting it on, and I don't really know what will happen once she graduates. I'm kind of afraid to ask because I realized today that once she and Jamie and Scott and all the other Gr.12's leave, it's going to be incredibly different. Not only that, but then we'll be in grade tweleve, and I'll be graduating. Ugh. I don't want to think about it. I'm going to miss the school so much as it is.

HOW SECRET SANTA OCCURED @ THE CORNER

Krista: Okay *shakes bag with names in it*

Brit: I SHOTTY FIRST PICK!

Jessica: I SHOTTY SECOND!

Niki: Does it really matter?

*Brit grabs name*

Me: DON'T LOOK AT WHO YOU GOT YET!

*Brit looks anyway*

-Everyone finishes grabbing names-

Me: Okay, did anyone get themselves?

Ashley: I did you guys.

*Everyone groans and puts names back in bag*

Stephanie: Okay, if you get yourself, just tell us so we can do it again.

-Everyone finishes grabbing names-

--Slip says Niki--

Brit: AHAHA! I SAW WHO JESSICA HAS!

Me: WTF! THAT DEFEATS THE PURPOSE OF SECRET SANTA!

Niki: Fine, do it again!

-Bryan comes up the stairs-

*Bickering about how this time better go as planned*

Me:You figure Secret Santa would be fool proof....but then we attempt to do it.

Bryan: Here, I'll take it and go into the hall, pick people at random for you guys, and then hand you a slip.

Ashley: How do we know you won't tell your girlfriend? (Brit)

Bryan: Yeah, cause I really care that much to do that.

Stephanie: Well don't look at the names when you do it!

Bryan: You guys, I don't care about your Secret Santa, I'm going to be unbiased in this anyway.

-Bryan goes out in hallway-

Bryan: Okay, when I call your name, come get your slip. *clears throat* BRIT!

Brit: AW YES!

*Everyone laughs*

Bryan: Niki!

*Niki groans and gets up*

Bryan: Stephanie.

*Stephanie laughs*

Bryan: Krista.

Me: Kristaaaaaaaa, can you grab mine for me, I don't want to move.

Brit: GET UP AND GRAB IT YOURSELF!

*Bryan calls my name*

--Slip says Jessica--

*Ashley walks past*

Ashley: Guys, this is retarded. We're really lame.

Kaye-Lani: That's why we're friends

-Everyone has their slips-

Brit: Now, don't go blabbing your mouths to people, cause I don't want to know who has me until the party.

Me: Well, I certainly wouldn't want you if I had you anyway.

-sigh. <333

__ohmydarling @ 2005-10-08T11:21:00

2005-10-08T18:31:12Z

My grandpa got better. I don't miss my sister as much (that could be because we go visit her almost every weekend). I quit my stupid job. I really love my friends. The weathers finally gotten cold. Thanksgiving is on Monday. The teachers are on strike, we might not have school for the rest of the month.

Sorry these are always so sparse. Blame it on Paul Martin?

__ohmydarling @ 2005-09-06T12:22:00

2005-09-06T19:44:23Z

My grandpa is in the hospital. He means the world to me, and I don't know if he's going to be alright. He's got a serious kidney infection, and he could have some kind of cancer. I don't really want to think about it much, because I just start crying. He and my grandma have been around ever since I was born, they've lived with us or close to us. They even moved from Ontario to BC for us. I'm taking this really really hard. He's supposed to be around to see us all grow up. It feels like its gone by so quickly, and I hate that.

Jen is still in Victoria. I still don't think her moving out has hit me yet. I have her on my MSN though, and have been talking to her through that. Apparently there's a 'very cute RA' in her building. He's 'blonde and has an eyebrow ring'. Wow. What a devil. =) This is how our conversation went last night;

Jen says:
Yeah, there's a really cute RA in my building.

Michelle says:
Well, my boyfriend is already cute.

Michelle says:
jkkkkkk

Michelle says:
Or am I?

Jen says:
HA HA, right

Michelle says:
Why is that so hard to believe? Lol

Jen says:
Brb for a second

*FIVE MINUTES LATER*

Michelle says:
Jennnnnnnnn

Michelle says:
Jennifer!

Michelle says:
JEN JEN JEN JEN JEN

*TEN MINUTES LATER*

Michelle says:
Wtf could you possibly be doing?

Michelle says:
You live in a shoebox!

School starts tomorrow! Oh darling, you know how excited I am about that. Mind you, first block is math, the demon of all school courses. But I have everyone (minus Brit) in that class. So at least I won't be learning anything in ''style''. I'm going to attempt to cut my own hair beofre tomorrow though. Now see, I'm not trying to be all scene and say I cut my hair all the time by myself. Because that would be a total fabrication of the truth. I get Angela to do my hair. And since I can't go see her today, I'm going to try and cut my bangs myself. But I get really nervous before I close the scissors over my hair so I usually end up not doing anything. Lame, unscene. I know. But hey, at least my hair doesnt look like a five year old did it.

First picture: Michelle + Brit

Second picture: Michael + Michelle

First point: Brit gets her camera back tomorrow. Which is important because then we can take more pictures for our vanity/scrapbooks. I think we're going into town somewhere at lunch. I have a feeling though that The Corner (long story short; our group of friends) won't like us spending our first lunch back alone.

Second point: Michael's first day of school was today. The highschool let all the grade 8's (yeah, weird I know) have a day for themselves before 'letting out the hounds'. He's not back yet, so I don't know how it went. Hopefully it'll be just as fun for him as it is/was for me.

__ohmydarling @ 2005-09-03T14:15:00

2005-09-03T21:15:33Z

Hi, I'm Michelle and I work at a grocery store now.

Hi, I'm Michelle and I really wish life wasn't so short.

Hi, I'm Michelle and I keep a sporodical diary.

School starts Wednesday, and I'm glad because I miss that school so much. When I went to change my courses around last week, I couldn't stop smiling as I walked to the office. I've met the greatest people of my life there, and it really has changed me into ''who I am today''. My friends mean the world to me. Yeah, everyone says that-I know. Everyone hopefully sincerely means it. I don't think I could handle being alone (not that I think anyone can). I'm at home right now by myself, it's only been about an hour, but I already want to be around someone. It's so weird, the impact another human being can have on your life! I realize that sounds so completely retarded, but it's true. My friends keep me laughing, my best friend keeps me sane (half of the time <3). I couldn't do that by myself. No matter how much you wish it were true, nobody is really independent.

The question: Would you rather go blind or deaf? really makes me appreciate how beautiful it is here. I couldn't fathom loosing my eye sight. Not being able to see my friends faces? My parents, my siblings, my boyfriend/husbands? My childrens. No. Silence I can deal with. Not being able to watch my kids grow up? Shoot me now.

My sister moved out today. I don't think it's hit me as of yet, that I won't get to see her all the time.Honestly, I never really thought about how much she means to me. Jen is really quiet and shy and in the days leading up to now, I kept thinking about who she was exactly. If she wasn't my sister, how would I view her, you know? But then that just made me think about my entire family. How much I love them, regardless of how weird/faulty they are. And it's odd, because I could write about how much I do my entire life, but I don't believe I'd ever find the words to express it to them. Funny how that is, isn't it

Top it all off there's stil this train of thought in my head about this one boy. Nameless he will remain, and you probably think you know who I'm talking about, but trust me--it's not him. Really when it all comes down to it, he's just this amazing concept that I want to pop into this reality. And he's charming and cute, warm and just........everything I want. I could sit here and list all the qualities I'm looking for, but to be honest, it'd be such a waste of time. No one is ever going to fit them all. If someone did, I probably wouldn't want him because of that fact. (What timing, I look out the window and and couple is walking by hand in hand. Lol) Stating the obvious: Perfection is flawed. Flaws are beautiful. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. That's it.

__ohmydarling @ 2005-05-28T15:12:00

2005-05-28T22:32:21Z

!!

Driving up into the driveway.

The main part of the driveway.

View from balcony.

Backyard from balcony.

Going through the balcony door and into the kitchen.

Kitchen table (balcony door is beside the smaller window).

Kitchen.

View from beside the fridge.

Mom's room.

Main bath.

Skylight above bathroom entrance.

Little nook for Teresa and Jessica to play in.

Their room.

View of living room from under skylight.

View from standing beside dinning room table. Painting Jen did on the wall.

Dinning room table/desk where upstairs computer is (minus the broken monitor).

Looking down the stairs from living room.

Looking up the stairs from stairs? Lol

View of foyer from landing on the stairs. (Jen's room is on the right, mine is directly behind where I was standing)

View of foyer from standing in the entrance to Jen's room.

Jen's room.

Jen's door.

My room from doorway. You can see my bathroom with my O.C poster.

Other side of my room. Lol. That door leads into the carport.

Washer and dryer.

Workshop area.

Where the magic happens. And by magic, I of course mean sleep.

Shelves and stuff. It was messy, it's usually a lot more orginized...

Bathroom.

Shower stall. Its not dirty, that's just how it is. =/

View of rec room/my brothers room from standing in the other doorway from my room.

Bar, tv, woodstove.

Michael's....whatever...

Door leading back into foyer.