You are my sunshine...
Sep. 22nd, 2004 10:43 pmYeah, an eleventh hour LJ entry. So sue me.
Today was relatively nondescript, aside from the fact that I got an A on my chem homework, which is beyond exciting. French was fun, Chem was okay, and Corradino was fun. Lunch was wet. Afterschool, wet.
Went to the orthdontist. Apparently my upper teeth are good to go, she needs to keep the damn braces on them to bring up one of my bottom teeth. Life is truly unfair. Although Dr. Caroll said if anyone had earned the right to complain it's me. Because I've had my braces on for FOUR YEARS (come May).
Showed Mom progress report. Did not die.
Showed Dad progress report. Got yelled at.
Tried to watch JJ's 'Lost'. Reaffirmed why JJ bugs me in the first place.
First off, we start the show right in the middle of the action. Anyone know where this has come from before? Anyone? Anyone? Which means all sorts of crazy crap is going on. But that doesn't start until we leave the bamboo forest, where we are with the Lead Male (we can tell because... we follow him the whole bloody show) until he gets wise and goes towards Teh Plane of Doom and Destruction. There's a 'dead' black woman. Who comes back to life. A pregnant woman going into labor. An idiot lifeguard. Some dude wearing a black undershirt of potential evildom. And our hero.
Our hero? His name?
Jack.
JJ, for your birthday, baby? Ask for a STINKING BOOK OF NAMES!
And then we see him save the pregnant girl. And we see Kendall, his bald head gleaming as he stares out to see wordlessly. Ah, Kendall. I missed him.
Then we see Jack has a boo boo! Oh no. He is a badass doctor, but he can't sew up his back. So when a Kate Beckingsale-esque girl walks up, guess who gets the job? And the title of Love Interest?
That's right.
There's more- like my totally calling that a dude was gonna get sucked into a turbine and get shit blown up, but after twenty minutes of Oh-that's-why-I-hate-JJ I stopped watching. And moved on. To my make-up outline.
Homework like whoa tomorrow. Dammit.
A fic idea! Yay!
And, better than that, I found a beautifully written scene of mine in a notebook, hand-written. I'll type it up soon, I like it.
Wrote a letter to Heather. And sent it. Probably a dumb idea.
Talked to Nita! That was much, much fun.
-Hey look at that! A new layout on my LJ, and a new on LJ! Cool! Baaah!
Today was relatively nondescript, aside from the fact that I got an A on my chem homework, which is beyond exciting. French was fun, Chem was okay, and Corradino was fun. Lunch was wet. Afterschool, wet.
Went to the orthdontist. Apparently my upper teeth are good to go, she needs to keep the damn braces on them to bring up one of my bottom teeth. Life is truly unfair. Although Dr. Caroll said if anyone had earned the right to complain it's me. Because I've had my braces on for FOUR YEARS (come May).
Showed Mom progress report. Did not die.
Showed Dad progress report. Got yelled at.
Tried to watch JJ's 'Lost'. Reaffirmed why JJ bugs me in the first place.
First off, we start the show right in the middle of the action. Anyone know where this has come from before? Anyone? Anyone? Which means all sorts of crazy crap is going on. But that doesn't start until we leave the bamboo forest, where we are with the Lead Male (we can tell because... we follow him the whole bloody show) until he gets wise and goes towards Teh Plane of Doom and Destruction. There's a 'dead' black woman. Who comes back to life. A pregnant woman going into labor. An idiot lifeguard. Some dude wearing a black undershirt of potential evildom. And our hero.
Our hero? His name?
Jack.
JJ, for your birthday, baby? Ask for a STINKING BOOK OF NAMES!
And then we see him save the pregnant girl. And we see Kendall, his bald head gleaming as he stares out to see wordlessly. Ah, Kendall. I missed him.
Then we see Jack has a boo boo! Oh no. He is a badass doctor, but he can't sew up his back. So when a Kate Beckingsale-esque girl walks up, guess who gets the job? And the title of Love Interest?
That's right.
There's more- like my totally calling that a dude was gonna get sucked into a turbine and get shit blown up, but after twenty minutes of Oh-that's-why-I-hate-JJ I stopped watching. And moved on. To my make-up outline.
Homework like whoa tomorrow. Dammit.
A fic idea! Yay!
And, better than that, I found a beautifully written scene of mine in a notebook, hand-written. I'll type it up soon, I like it.
Wrote a letter to Heather. And sent it. Probably a dumb idea.
Talked to Nita! That was much, much fun.
-Hey look at that! A new layout on my LJ, and a new on LJ! Cool! Baaah!
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Date: 2004-09-22 07:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-22 08:08 pm (UTC)And I hope the Heather thing doesn't suck.
And yes, you're new layout is lovely, if I do say so myself. ;)
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Date: 2004-09-22 08:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-22 09:10 pm (UTC)But I did like Lost okay. I made it through the whole thing and everything!
Poor Weiss. He was so dead.
Also? Let's pitch in and buy JJ a name book. Because . . . yeah. He's challenged that way.
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Date: 2004-09-22 10:10 pm (UTC)And it's not just using the SAME names. It's the ones that sound the same too.
Laura/Lauren.
Julian/Julia.
Allison/Alice.
William Vaughn/Will Tippin.
It's completely insane.
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Date: 2004-09-23 08:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-23 12:34 pm (UTC)Danny, Julia's brother.
Danny, the terrorist.
JJ, the retard.