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Intrusion
Wednesday. 4.9.08 1:14 pm
Did you ever walk down the street, meet an old friend or an aquaintance, and find that they know specific details about you (your schedule, activities, events) that you had only told one person?

Well, I don't want that to ever happen. So far I have managed to avoid it, but I know it is possible, I just had the luck not to meet them yet. I know that my mother has told people things, my personal business which I believe is no business of my mother's let alone their's!

If I tell my mother something, I expect it to be just a conversation between a mother and daughter, not the ears that come after. I don't expect to hear it from others' mouths next week. I don't want my personal conversation to be gossiped and go down a game of 'telephone' or 'operator'.

Right now, I can't help myself, I can't do anything. I'm just watching my mouth and my actions a little more. I'm not used to regulating the words out of my mouth so it is uncomfortable yet, but I expect to be good and silent when my eighteenth birthday comes.

Perhaps I shall give an ultimatum that day or sometime around then or maybe not say anything at all. She should be fine with not knowing anything beyond the basics of my life. A cell phone number is good enough, no?

If I stay in the city, I want my own place. I need to get away, the two of us need ROOM, SPACE. We need it and I'm gonna find a way for us to get it.

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Drowsing Interruptions
Tuesday. 4.8.08 9:34 am
It is morning and I am drowsing. Perhaps hoping to catch a few extra z's. Well, that is not to be allowed because

BangBangBang BANGBANGBang Clink Bang BangBangBang

Some idiot upstairs has decided to renovate. Just, out of the blue, I suppose? And I don't even know if it's the people in the apartment or just a handy guy in our building helping the apartment people or working on his own job.

I am glad I don't have a headache, because I am sure it would feel like they are jamming their nails into my skull and hammering away! Alas, I do not have one so I am better off than the other me.

Damn it. Back atcha!
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It hasn't stopped and show no signs of stopping soon.

Great. Oh, how great.

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*hic* No! *faint*
Monday. 4.7.08 1:48 pm
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MY NAME IS XX AND I AM SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD, ALMOST EIGHTEEN. IN FACT, I WILL BE EIGHTEEN IN THREE MONTHS--JUST ABOUT. I AM HUNGRY AND I AM GLAD THERE ARE NO CRAZY FLIPPINGS IN MY TYPING SO FAR.

Let me explain. I am sitting at my marble table by the bar on the other side of the kitchen wall. I was still sitting here a half an hour ago when...well, I had my cup of water on the bar, it was on my right. It had been left over from last night and I had never even started drinking it. I noticed it mid-morning and took it down. I put it to my right of the laptop and left it there.

Out of nowhere, I happened to move my hand and...you can guess what happened. The cup tipped and splashed a full portion of water right across my keyboard and all over the table.

Not much, if any, got into the computer itself. But the keyboard, or a number of keys at least, got wet. So...it went cazy on me for a few times. But it hasn't happened again yet.

Curiously, the headphone jack on the LEFT side is not working. The cup had been on the right and the left had barely gotten wet. I have a feeling it might have been the headphones itself, because it had been wet. And if you put a wet headphone-thingy into the jack, the jack too gets wet and then...

Well, I shall be trying it again later tonight.

Oh, crap! And it seems like the scrollers on the pad aren't working. Drat. That'll be nuisance.

None o' ya'll tell me dad, y'hear? Or I'll box ye ears off!

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Spring
Saturday. 3.29.08 9:17 pm
kills me. Or at least my nose.

Cold/Allergies/Spring cleaning(billows of dust)=a very raw nose and cold sores above my lip/under nose.

Ugh. Ow.

I wish they had a smilie for suffocating to death.

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House wife
Wednesday. 3.26.08 8:59 am
I've been up my arms in Comet, scratch free and with bleach disinfectant. I did half the job on Monday, took a 24 hour break, and now I'm back.

Ow, my finger is hurting...think its the Comet? I didn't use the latex gloves when I shook it out and pushed the solution into the nooks and crannies. It took me about five minutes and I just washed my hands off afterwards. *shrug* Of course I won't be bare handed when I scrub 'n rub later.

I wonder when the last time my mother cleaned the bathroom...

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Guess who?
Saturday. 3.22.08 4:12 pm

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Charice Pempengco
Wednesday. 3.19.08 12:39 am
Would you call this old? Anyway, 'finding' her was old news. Her talent is still just as awesome.



Okay, one more. Note: The above comes AFTER the video below.



See how in sync she is with professional singers with years of experience? It's freakin' crazy. The adults have no problem singing with her, in fact, they relax as the song goes on, because they find her voice natural and trust-worthy. They can trust that she won't go out of sync and so on. Just mind-blowing.

**Special thanks to papaphysix for the video of the 5 year old genius mozart girl that led me to digging this crazy girl back up. Which is, by the way, also my way of telling ya'll to go look at his entry. ;D**

I wonder how her career is doing now. I know there is a fansite--they say first official fansite--called Charicediva.com. I know she has made appearances on the Ellen Degeneres show, I'm sure you can find videos of that on YouTube. Eh, I think I'l end this here.

Good night!

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To let him off the hook or not?
Tuesday. 3.18.08 1:08 am
I wrote an entry. It didn't get published. Crackers.

Cliff Notes: Incident. School. Exam. Inky Pen. Unreasonable prof. Refused to read my completed test paper because he believed it was 'sloppy'. Should have known it was 'unacceptable'. Pen 'bled'. Shouldn't have known better than to write front & back. BTW: I checked before doing front & back. In total, three pages. Refused to read. Said it was impossible. Said he was going to give me a 65. I walked out and went to director's office. I had a problem and was going to do something about it. Director gave me the crazy privledge of sitting in his chair in his office and typing it up. Said prof couldn't object to typd paper--so NOT unreadable. Asshole acted like I made it up to him. Kept my mouth shut.

He is such an ass. I have never had anyone tell me my work was 'sloppy' and refuse to read it because my pen was inky. Never had someone say my work was unacceptable. Never had someone hold my completed test and tell me I was getting a 65 after refusing to read it.

The whole thing was ridiculous.

And the worst part was, I had tears down my face the whole time. Well, AFTER I walked out. I was that mad and upset.

I don't think I can let it go just yet. And don't know if I should.

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