other weird things that have happened tonight, besides my mom's weird comment. 1. i passed a house with like 15 cards with sununu stickers on them. must be a fun party. and B i seem to have broken my jaw. it's extremely ouchy and i have no idea how i did it. OUCH! and we are not sure about her comment but we think she's having a nervous breakdown so don't be too concerned.

"isn't anne's voice strange, i always think it's a male" says my mother. hmmm.

spent most of the day helping emily wallpaper her ceiling. we talked about our crazy parents. apparently mom has said all sorts of weird things about leaving dad to emily. never to me, of which i am quite glad. emily thinks mom is a tragedy magnet. we concur.(?). she was worried about making other people cry at the funeral because she is so upset. she met this man twice. she's supposed to be a counselor for crying out loud. AHHHH.

oh god, so sick of home.

morning. no plans. what to do...

have to go pick up meme. sigh.

this is a special note to dearest shavonne: amy is a very forgetful girl but just because it takes her six years to return phone calls it doesn't mean she doesn't love you anyless. she is just an asshole. and she is sorry. i have found the most amazing things in my room. a set of knives and cutlery for our house. (brand new unopened) a mahjong game(if anyone wants to learn to play mahjong let me know and i'll bring it back to school) many baby pictures, all my gardening books, and several other things are coming back to school with me. we hope sarah packed light! she knows me. there is also a print i want to bring but it's framed and i'm sure that i will kill it. but i think i'll try anyway because it's MINE!!! and i'm certain that all of my things will become refuse if i don't remove them. sorry sarah. but yay for mahjong. and we haven't even finished our shopping yet. semi-annual trip to sam's in my future. i don't know what i'll walk out with but there will be plenty of it.

i finally got to wake up without the phone ringing in my ear. yay. although it's 821 and we're not sure why i am awake at this hour. i think i'll do some laundry. exciting day ahead...

today: went shopping. bought some nice clothes and some pink pumas. actually i didn't buy the pumas before anyone gets excitable about my collection. i returned something that actually cost more, so there. and we know i don't need more pumas. we are aware of this. but we couldn't prevent it. it was meant to be. they were the right size, and the only pair, and so cheap...i'm weak. i admit this. but atleast i have cute feet!!!

this morning my dad was yelling at my mom about my car. instead of asking me for my keys to move and clean it, there had to be yelling downstairs. either way it was going to wake me up. and it seems that my father has cleaned and moved my car not so that he can go anywhere but because he could make a scene about it for no apparent reason. sigh.

christmas is over. yay. it's snowing alot. yay. my father started yelling first thing this morning. i think i'm going to have an ulcer by january. woohoo. my sister ate half a box of chocolates and is rolling on the floor in agony. haha. and she had to carve the roast, she accidentally touched it and started screaming. it's been quite the day. i don't think i want to celebrate christmas anymore. unless you have a baby it's really not fun. oooh but i'm so excited it's snowing. YAY FOR SNOW!!!

vile christmas eve party over. yay.

christmas eve is going very slowly. i already made my first trip to the super market. i'm ready for a nap.

emily's house always has a fresh cake. that's alot of cake. yikes

saw weird things today. 1. harley davidson had large isreali flag up out front. b. homemade bumper sticker " 1 cross + 3 nails =4gvn" we are NOT sure.

came home, no parents, door locked, no key. had to wait. sigh.

mail on sunday and small children bringing us coffee cake. life is good.

woke up to phone ringing in ear. sister wants sitting of baby so she can get her hair cut. too sleepy to say eat it. must go play with reid at 12. must also go to post office and have overwhelming desire to go to goodwill. i don't suspect goodwill will be busy for christmas, atleast not the yuppy goodwill(this is what my mother calls it, you can get donna karen any day in the yuppy goodwill) yay for designer recycling???

i got a kitten. in the mail. YAY!!!

"if you don't hold this tree up it's gonna fall" well gee. really. how many times did i hear this today.

i was going to go to the post office today, but i had to take the kitty to the doctor. he was not happy with me. he weighs 19.1 pounds. yikes man. he has to go on a kitty diet. he left little sweaty paw prints on the table because he's so nervous. awwwwww. he wasn't happy in the carrier, but then there was another kitty loose in the waiting area and he was happy to be able to stay in his cage. there was also this weird man with a ferret who would not stop talking. i woke up to my parents fighting. or rather my father yelling at my mother about the floor. it's been a big day.

i keep having to remind myself that i do not hate being home, or home in general. i don't really. there isn't so much to hate about it. and yet i'm so unhappy here. this is just not where my life is. i feel like i'm on vacation at a very friendly hotel. it's weird. my brother comes down to see if my parents are around before he brings down his bottles. umm, they know you're an alcoholic, they live here. he's so stupid. i have to sit for reid tomorrow. i suspect he'll be in tears when his father gets home. anyway. my meme was making fun of my driving when i took her home. i hope i get to be an old person like her, just sort of doo dee doo and laughing all the time. she has no idea what's going on. she asked if i was memeknapping her because she didn't recognize the way i took her home. so sad. you know what else is sad, i realized tonight that it is not at all dark in nashua at night. i was driving down this road that i've always needed my highbeams on at 11 pm and i didn't at all. it was downright bright out. whoa dudes, that is so not cool!

it is late and amy is tired but amy is sad because everyone she loves is far away. sigh.

my meme just gave me alot of money. it makes me feel like a big jerk and then my dad says "take it, she's got plenty and she's just gonna die" so ironical.

so apparently i published that thing about reid too many times. my dad asked me why anyone would want to blog. hmmm. like he cares. it's three oclock and i just showered. according to sarah we were on the phone for quite some time. we must be in love. my father is asking me what sarah's mom does. we're not sure. we're really not sure why he cares. i don't really have to escape my mom, so much. she's just weird. she's really not even here all that much. off to fetch my meme! ooh, and pizza for dinner. they feel that this is in some way a reward for me. my parents are SO cute.

in the words of amy meek, some bitches need to get blogging. grrrrr.

morning all! it's a beautiful morning and my parents aren't home. i had cookies for breakfast. yay. i have to call sarah today or annie will not be happy with me. sarah and i must pick a date for our visit. that is atleast one task to give my life meaning today. also, i must take meme to the podiatrist. actually i like my meme, she's very funny, you just have to be patient. which i can do when necessary. must also get gas and go to target. i was driving around near my house yesterday and i realized that there is like a whole new mall going up. oh yay. i used to think our part of town was sort of run down, but that's so much better than having a new dunkin donuts, home depot, pizza hut and target within a mile. yikes man, yikes.

oooops again

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reidles actually recognized me tonight when we picked him up from school. then he said he didn't love me. but hey, he's three. he did cry when i left. so fickle. the lady asked me if i was mailing anything hazardous. like anyone mailing something hazardous would say yes. anyway, i said it's cookies and she said so yes? not funny post office lady. i got my floppy drive today. talk about service. my dad was really impressed. he was also impressed with the cookies i made. then he made me stare at the back of the refridgerator for 15 minutes while he turned on the water. much like my mother he started another project and never released me from refridgerator bondage. and i just sat there so he wouldn't yell at me. we're both fools. mommy dearest requires solitaire. adios!

just finished baking. yay. good fun. now i am off to the post office. woohoo!

i just saw a nun selling vessels for holywater on tv. holyshit.

i forgot to blog about the package i received yesterday. from my sister. after i let my dad go out and get the mail because there wouldn't be any mail for me...i got a package and the tuition bill. yay. but anyway i got the cutest calendar from grandmastah phris in japan. it's little t shirts on little hangers that have the calendar printed on them. how very christine. also little koi magnets and such. i must send her something... i'm the worst sister ever. i didn't even have her new address until she sent the package. my mother called her last night and woke her up for work. apparently she moved to a less good part of town but there are more foreigners and people don't notice her so much, yay for that. she used to have this guy that would sit on the porch of the apartment across the way and stare at her. weird. she said it's not like america where you end up dead, they just don't know it's rude. school children apparently say very rude things to her all the time that they learn from tv or whatever...she fears that someday they are going to get beat up. after the conversation my mother told me that my sister speaks so beautifully and so well...it's a shame you have to say dude all the time. she didn't really say that but it was right on the tip of her tongue. dude, whatever. i totally speak with class, like all the time. oh well.

amy mas commented! life is good

i have the two most unfortunate songs in my head. 1. Noah...was a knower...he knew the heart of GOD. and b. motown philly. someone help me. please!

so that was the most interesting phone message i've ever recieved. thank you laura faris. I was studying with efficiency but then i got grrry so i came home. atleast i don't have to compose a piece in three minutes like emily miller. that would really suck. i have to remember to pay for my pictures before i go home. i must remember. so ahh, more studying to do. i really just don't care that much about geography. i think i'll go hang out with the kids at the dining hall and study while they eat. is that wrong. is that not in fact studying. do i really care. mmm not so much. i have not taken care of my internship which means that i feel like shit. ahhh. why do i torture myself like this, huh? grrr to me

"Candle in her Deal"
goodbye memorial's ho
though i never f'ed you at all
i heard the stories
of those who did
they crept out of the world wide web
and they crawled into your bed
they made you do things
for 20 bucks you gave them head
and it seems to me you lived your life
with a candle in your deal
never knowing what it was like
to see your f'ing rear
andi would have liked to known what
was up with that
your candle burned out long before
your deal ever did
college life was tough
the toughest job you'd ever tried
hood offered you money
and a room in which you lied
down with the internet trash
oh res life, they hounded you
"we take away your guest priviledges
we swear to god we do"
still i t seems to me youlived your life
with a candle in your deal
never knowing who to stick it to
when bush left for real
she said the only candle that
you guys had in the room
was one of them big ones with 3 wicks
maybe t'was the handle of a broom
goodbye memorials' ho
from the young girls on third floor
who say you not beyond sexual
no more than 'money grubbing whore'
but is seems to me you lived your life
with a candle in your deal
never knowing you'd be notorious
for doin it for a steal
would have liked to known how much
you made that fiscal year
your candle burned out long before
you stuffed it in your rear

Laura Faris ladies and gentlemen

according also to the hood magazine, shriner article, amy masciantonio is class of 04 hahaha

no birthday love in my mail box. however, i did get an A on that awful paper i wrote for dr. bhatt. colleen carrol who had a real topic and real sources got a b+. she was not happy with me. i have not mentioned the birthday love hanging in front of my door. it's lovely but a bit low. i must duck to enter my room. it's a reminder of how much i'm loved. my mother has not called to give me my year's horoscope. i'm shocked. maybe it wasn't good. maybe i shall be hit by a milk truck and she wants to save me the pain of knowing my fate. in the hood magazine today it said that karen bought a house in oregon. thank god oregon is so far away.

i just got online so i could finally change my juno password and now i'm too wired to sleep. internet checkers here i come!

you know like when you trusted someone, and you realize that you shouldn't have, and it sucks. yeah well, it does suck, but it doesn't matter because some people just feel badly about themselves and they do things to hurt you to make them feel better. do they really feel better by making you feel bad? i really hope so, i hope someone got joy of giving me so much pain. but you know what else...some things are in the past and that is where they belong. some things don't need to be said anymore. some things we learn from and move on because that is all there is. some times you can't be enough for two people. in the words of kirsten wolle "I'm sick of half people" and so anything that was left is going to get packed up and put away for ever. because no one needs to relive that shit anymore.

roar. that is all

no school!!!

sarah gave me the best will ever. no tears because we're gonna be together for ever. so no worries. no one's going anywhere. right?

things i should be doing: wills, research on the damned examiner building, internship paperwork, dishes, what else...well whatever. i don't care. this will come as a shock to no one but i really do have too many pairs of shoes. they can no longer fit in my two closets. this is not cool. amy must go to goodwill. she must also pick one of those little things off the giving tree. someone remind her. i just rsvp'd for the history major luncheon on thursday. why did i do that. i was only gonna go to be jj's date, i really have no reason to go. i'm just gonna tell them all i'm taking a year off. oh well, it will be something to blog about anyway. i need to polish elvis' etes, he looks all foggy. the eyes are crossed and one of them is staring at me. it's beginning to freak me out. i'm trying not to think about staying here over break. trying very hard. i have no accumulated funds for such a venture, although i could get a job here and i wouldn't have to quit it in january. UGH to me. i really have no good reason to stay. except money, and that i won't go crazy here. grr to me. i want to go home i just don't want to have to stay so long, you know. everytime i come back for break my mom says "you're leaving already" she's always so disapointed. i need to distract myself from my fate of being home for 6 weeks(minus MANY visits to maine). maybe i'll do one of my things...

so much excitement today. car crash, money from Hewlett Packard, skipped two classes. i feel as though i have nothing to do, and people keep giving me murderous looks because i don't have a million things to do. but we must remember that i have a 20 page paper to write for the winter and i have alot of research to do. so no one should think i don't have work to do. i do, i'm just not doing it just yet.