10-18-2001

well then, i haven't written in here for a long time.  i've been really busy with school and all that other crap.  the first marking period isn't even over, and i'm already spazzing out with all this stress!  it's really bad.  i should learn how to relax, learn not to procrastinate, which really is the source of all my troubles, and stop helping people.  that's right.. i'm gonna stop "helping" people.  you know what people expect when they ask for your "help"?  they really want you to do the entire thing for them.  they don't want your help, they want your answers - they want my answers.  well, i'm fed up with it.  i'm fed up with everybody's BS.  why can't people just leave me alone?  why does the state hire teachers who don't know what they're doing?  why do they waste our tax dollars on stupid people?  why are tobacco and alcohol businesses still running, even though they are responsible for mass murder?  rhetorical questions with no answers... that's life..  one more thing.. why do americans think that since i'm canadian that i should say eh after every question???

11-21-2001

i haven't written in here in a looong tine.. i never have time anymore to work on this.  oh well.. anyway.. i just love thanksgiving.  in the US, americans make such a big deal out of it.. 3 freakin days out of the week to eat turkey and be with family and friends.  but, for me, i don't have family here, and my friends are just... acquaintances, for lack of a better word.  yes, i know i am pitiful and it probably sounds like i'm exaggerating things but, who actually has a real friend?  if my toronto people read this, i'm talking about my michiganian friends.. you know, you'd think that i was a social creature, and i probably would be, if my dad would let me out of this cage once in a while.  what is with dads being overprotective of their daughters?  it's like, they don't want a relationship with them, all they want to do is control their lives and say where they can and can't go.. i'm probably biased cuz of my dad, but geez.. why can't they just chill out?  yeah, well, i really have nothing good to say.. just wanted to write in here for the sake of writing something.  hehe.. well then, i'm gonna go now.. i believe a piece of cake is calling my name...