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Welcome
to my journal.
What's
supposed to be in a webjournal? I dunno. I'm new at
this- so I'll wing it, with my thoughts and stuff...
all to be taken with a grain of salt, mind you. 
| Date: 12 December, 2002 at 04:09:36 |
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time for thoughts |
Webjournals are sooo dumb. It's not much of a journal if it's out there in the public. If I were to have one, it would be personal and anonymous, on another website. I'm not interested in this passive-aggressive approach to making comments that I hope certain others would read without actually having to tell them. Uh-uh, that's not me. That may be okay for others...and maybe I should tell them that's what I think - but I'll just have to wait for them to read this themself. (okay L.E. & C.M.? I bet I'll read about this in your journals).
Instead I advocate for a weblog. A log of my experiences, outings, whatever. I sorta use my compact digital camera for that already, and maybe soon I'll make a link to the 2 years of voicemail messages I have stored on-line (somewhere, ain't tellin'). Also this website is sorta my journal and log as well, for me to express myself - and it's a reflection of my own self. It's creative and technical, yet still unimaginative, and limited technically.
You are invited to write in my guestbook, and billboard:
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| Date: 02 December, 2002 at 01:39:53 |
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stuff to bring to Ottawa |
Here's the list;
- kneepads
- wrist-guards
- flask
- vodka
- funnel
- laptop
- snow goggles
- ice-skates
- hot chocolate
- lots of meat
- laser-pointer
- more vodka
that looks about it.
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| Date: 11 November, 2002 at 07:56:05 |
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Laura and drivel |
Unless it's drivel that she puts up herself, right?
Is there no humanity? When will the on-line discussions about Laura end? When? |
| Date: 10 November, 2002 at 23:35:19 |
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So, rumour has it that Laura does not like reading misguided drivel about herself online.
Too bad for her.
Here is some more... though maybe it's not so
misguided.
Laura is a bright and motivated person who will
no doubt be a success whatever she chooses to do
(Career Govvie).
Academically, she is a Computer Science student, but you will be hard-pressed to find anyone who craves as wide a range of information as she does. She is addicted to learning. I suppose it's better than heroin. :op
Under all circumstances, she is a fair and loyal friend.
Real Story: the good vegetarian that she is, she once suggested harpooning whalers. This story reflects her ready sense of humour, and her ability to laugh at herself and others.
Affectionate and aimable, her friends (and the
single males in her faculty)love her dearly.
superficial analysis complete. :o)
Smile, babe!! If only because Satan loves you.
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| Date: 31 July, 2002 at 13:14:34 |
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Have you? |
The Devil. In the christian bible. Sometimes we´ve seen how satanists openly reject the Devil, and we see this basically as a try to seek for some acknowledgement or acceptance from ones surroundings, yes even from christians! "I have absolutely nothing to do with the Devil. I am a satanist, and I am…" Yes, what? What are you? What is Satan for you then? The fact is that some satanists often reject the Devil and then start to reel about their viewpoints of what satanism is all about, and it is clear that a lot of it corresponds to what the Devil represents in the christian bible. Yet we can inform you about that we are not followers of the more or less "to-be-nice- seeking wave" that seems to haunt satanism sometimes. To openly reject the philosophy of the Devil that very much matches what one present but under another (nicer?) term; satanist, that is quite hard to understand. From our point of view it seems like an effort to try to prove how harmless and nice (?)one is as a satanist when one reject what one sees as a very unattractive Devil (or is it because one is afraid to somehow get mixed with christians in others eyes?) If you present yourself as a satanist you will end up on the dreaded sinful Devils side whether you like it or not :- ) What we wonder is from where this repulsive image of the Devil comes? From media? From the christians own scaremongering? Do you buy their talk just like that? You have hardly got the terrible picture of the Devil from the christians own bible. Because we have read it from cover to cover. Have you?
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| Date: 30 July, 2002 at 03:04:50 |
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Popapollooza |
Back from my week-long pilgrimage and as Nellie Furtado would say, "I'm like a bird...". I had the amazing experience of seeing the Pope on bigscreen television and I was blessed. hehe, perhaps I should start at the beginning.....
I arrived in Toronto on Monday. I was given this really cool red Canada World Youth Day backpack with a blue t-shirt that was given to me by my youth group. So, needless to say, I was able to find my crew quite easily. We all looked the same, we were a united front, venturing the streets of the big T-dot.
First thing on the agenda, was to check out the sights. I got to go to the Eaton Centre at Yonge and Dundas. It was gigantic. It was just like the mall at home....but bigger. I also got to go up the CN tower !!!!! According to the paper the next day, the amount of visiting Pilgrims that went up the CN tower broke the daily sales record. I had to line up for 3 hours, that's longer than a roller coaster line. Jimmy took a picture of me looking out the glass window. All you could see was the sky behind me. I'll have to write a funny caption, so that people know where I was standing.
The TTC was complicated. Every station, my group gathered at the platform and hopped on the train. We had to be fast, or else the train would leave without us. I could see Pilgrims everywhere. It was easy to tell, we all had to wear our World Youth Day pass around our necks just to get on the TTC. The subway drivers kept announcing that pilgrims must assemble their groups before getting on the train.....something about us blocking the doors from closing. I don't know what that was all about....all I know is that at one stop, the train closed the doors and half of my group was left behind. I was nervous.....luckily the youth leader went back to find them.
After a while, I started to see signs from TTC patrons asking pilgrims to walk to their destinations, something about communters not being able to get to work with the excess off
200,000 Pilgrims cramming into subway cars. How silly, I moved my sleeping bag off the seat everytime I was asked. Besides, I wouldn't walk.....I got to meet all the other church groups from all around the world on the subway. We sang cool campfire songs and some of the girls knew all the claps to each one.
The Pope's visit was worth the journey. He arrived in the Pope Mobile. It's made of bullet proof glass, but he opened up a few windows just to feel closer to us....i just know it. He was leaning to his side a bit. Somebody told me he looks like a wind-up puppet. I was very hurt.....but I guess Pilgrims are expected to deal with ridicule. I'll have to pray tonight. I couldn't see him up close...which was a major bummer. At the park where the Mass was held, there were 800 000 people in attendance. I could see him on a big screen tv and that's all that counts. It rained for a while. I had to sleep in the mud. Some of the city were calling the gathering "Popappollooza". I don't do drugs.....I don't get it.
In the end.....I was able to make lots of friends....and they all signed my World Youth Day backpack. Nina from Germany was my favourite......hmmm...maybe I can organize an excange between my church group and hers. Must think about that tommorrow.
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| Date:
26 July, 2002 at 03:56:55 |
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Love is genial & importante |
| Hola a todos, la verdad es que hace tiempo que no escribía nada, pero creo que ha llegado el momento de volver a hacerlo. Aunque realmente no creo que tenga problemas serios de amor, gracias a Dios, pero de todas formas el amor en si es un problema, y un regalo. Es bonito despertarse y pensar en que todo va bien, desde hace tiempo y que la vida sigue y poco a poco vamos evolucionando. Creeis que es normal que sienta miedo a perderle de vez en cuando? A él tambien le pasa, supongo que a todo el mundo, cuando encuentras lo que buscabas tienes miedo de que se esfume. Pero hoy, solo escribo para saludar a todos y lanzar un pensamiento positivo: El amor es genial. |
| Date:
25 July, 2002 at 11:33:10 |
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gettin my learn on |
| lalala...registerd
for classes today..That process, once it begins,
could take up to 18 hours, according to David Hess
of the Pennsylvania Department of Environmental
Protection. yay got it out the way early , but notearly
enough since rescue workers plan to drill an even
larger
hole in the area where the miners are believed to
be, measuring about three feet around, in an effort
to create an air bubble and a pathway to get the
men out. soooooo..i have to wait until aug. and
hope someone drops so can move on in. haha that
was such a run on sentence..oh well. other than
tryna take care of school stuff i haven't been up
to much. Officials said the miners are crammed in
an area inside Quecreek Mine about three feet high
by 12 feet wide located about 300 feet beneath the
surface. I finally saw my cousins baby and met his
girl..and ummm other than that i've just been hangin
with the fiance'. im sitting here listening to destinys
childs dangerously in love. this song makes me cry
everytime i listen to it, right after they were
able to alert another crew of nine miners behind
them, who safely evacuated. . this song is so true
to my relationship with my fiance' . |
| Date:
24 July, 2002 at 16:26:23 |
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Today |
Have you ever woken up with
a terrible sick feeling in your stomach? Me no.
I'm not physically sick, but that something is bla.
Laura feels anxious, then she slinks into a feeling
of sadness. Maybe it's just that it's a cloudy,
dreary day? Cuz it isn't. I don't want there to
be anything more to her feeling.
Laura's
eyes burns. She really needs more sleep. She is
not doing anything tonight if I can help it.
A coffee sits on the desk in front of her. It will
help me trudge through this morning.
She wants to write lately. She started something.
Chances are, knowing her, it'll get dropped mid-project...blabetty
bla bla bla. |
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