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anybody seen the truman show?

yea, so it's me again, and i'm bored. there's nothing to do here. i went to the mall about 2 hours ago, but i walked around for an hour and didn't find anything i wanted to buy. i did get my ears pierced (again) though.

still working on my story once upon a time, but i'm in a stick spot. for the last few pages all the main characters have done is argue. yea, well, they can't help it i know, but i need to have them make some progress. i'm considering having them abducted, then they get even more lost than they already are. about the title, once upon a time, strange, no? i did that on purpose. nobody starts stories with "once upon a time" anymore, let alone novelettes (or novella, i'm not sure which it is i'm writing). so yea, there you go, it's the bait. hopefully that will catch people's attention and get them to read it. although that really doesn't make any difference whatsoever, as i'm entering it in a contest, not getting it published. it would be so cool if i did get it published though! it's still rather short for a book, but i'm not done so you never know. i have to keep it under 17,000 words though, which is too short for a published book. i've got 24 double-spaced pages in word and it's totaled only 6,000 some words. o, i dunno, what happens happens.

ummmmmmmm, don't really have anything else to say, so we'll just stick with the internet bumper sticker of the day and call it quits:

here we go again

o yes, here i am... again.... yea, so i didn't update for a couple days, but that's cuz i didn't get on the internet at all on saturday, and i figured it wouldn't matter anyway, because like i said before, nobody is reading this anyway.

i wonder how long the batteries in a graphing calculator last after the "batteries are low" screen starts popping up every time you turn it on. it's been a while anyway, maybe i should consider actually buying new ones.

life, on a whole, is still boring. nothing has changed. except the fact that i finally beat the snow temple in majora's mask. then i went to romani ranch and failed to help the little girl protect the cows, leading to the abduction of not only the cows, but the little girl too. it was sad in a very humorous way. at least i got my horse back. i'd just like to take the time to once again state how absolutely awesome all the legend of zelda games are. except "the adventure of link" i'm just not getting into that one. either way, i can't wait till the new one comes out.

um.... yea, i think i'll just go work on my story now.

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o boy! aren't you excited?!

yea, well, the title there pretty much sums it up. welcome another riviting edtion of anne talking to herself, and nobody reading that she's talking to about talking about talking about herself.

ok, well, i'm gonna try and come up with something else to talk about. i'm trying not to just talk about stuff i do all day, or stuff i should be doing all day, or how bored i am, because that just can't be exciting whatsoever. what can i say? i'm a boring person.

so hey! first thing that comes to mind to talk about is the cruise we all went on this summer. well, not ALL of us, but most of us. band and choir cruise trip. four days on a cruise ship in the caribbean without parents (for most of us anyway). it was an awesome trip full of all sortsa fun stuff, like the time we found a guy passed out drunk lying on one of the deck chairs. eric sat down in the chair next to him and we took a picture. didn't turn out too well, though, it was nighttime. or the time mark cut his foot on some coral (or something like that) not 30 minutes after we got to cocoa cay and he had to go right back to the ship to get his foot stitched up. and of course, our waiters, terrence and terrence, and how when the waiters were singing emily started cheering and twirling her napkin over her head. or when we adopted a seagull and named him charles. charles could catch macaroni noodles in mid-air. and what was great about that was, we weren't wasting anything by feeding the seagulls, because ALL THE FOOD WAS FREE!!! and there was so much of it! joe dropped his hamburger and he could just go and get another with no complications (other than standing in line again). and damn, i have never seen seagulls attack a hamburger patty before, but they did. oh, yea, good times.

reminiscing all that reminded me of how mrs. janak fell down while getting off the ski lift 3 years ago on the colorado trip. that was pretty funny too, even though i didn't get to see it. school trips are fun, we should go on more. retreat doesn't count though. we should go on less retreats. i hate retreat, though it was funny when joe and nick and i came in late from the woods last year, and everybody was staring at us as we walked in the door.

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ok, so yea, here i am again. typing in my new blog. about absolutely nothing. but it doesn't really matter, as nobody's reading it anyway. it's just me, me, and um, me.

yea, just got back from work, i snuck out 20 minutes early, like i always do, because there's nothing to do then anyway. yea, there was a big pile of bread i could have made into garlic bread, but i already swept and mopped and everything. i didn't want to clean again! can you blame me?

ok, now i'd like to commemorate someone who died today, jill's older sister jennie. i knew her, sorta, as my uncle married their mom. jennie was a really nice person as far as i knew, alot nicer than her younger sister, who was always really rude to everybody at family get-togethers. i haven't seen any of them lately, not since last december (2003) when jodi (their mom, kinda my aunt, i suppose, never really thought about it) died of cancer. i can't remember what kind of cancer though. anyway, no matter how much i don't particularly care for jill, i feel sorry for her. i mean, comon, her mom, then her big sister a year later. it's terrible how the world works that way. i also feel bad for jennie's daughter, mckenzie (um, i dunno if i spelled that right) who's a really cute lil' girl.

i just wanted to say that, even though nobody visits my blog, so nobody's gonna read it anyway, but i'm still here typing all the same. i guess i'm just weird like that. i talk to myself.

k, um...... well, we have a basketball game tomorrow night. o boy, i'm so excited! i get to sit and do NOTHING for over an hour!! of course, that's what i do here, but there i don't have a tv or computer. i wonder, why is it that the people from last year's senior class come and play at the basketball games? for example, tim has come to every game, football and basketball, save for one. i find that strange, and i would start ragging on tim right now, but he's not gonna read it, so there would be no point. besides, i'm not that good at ragging on tim anyway. i'm better at ragging on chris or joe. or pix, he's so easy to make fun of, it's great :D

have you ever wondered why it is guys are insulted to be called "boys" when they reach a certain age, but girls aren't? though come to think of it, it's insulting when you call a middle aged woman a girl. my old boss did that to the librarians one time. he called them "the girls" i dunno, that just struck me as odd, almost degrading (for them). of course my boss was really weird to begin with. i was the first girl he hired and he had been working as library director for two years prior to my employment. he insisted on hiring boys, because they could life heavy stuff (which would only be boxes of books at a library, nothing else is really heavy. except that piano we had to carry across the room to the elevator, somehow fit it into the elevator, then carry it across the downstairs to the auditorium. but that wasn't any of the guys, it was only me and anne there that day. that sounds weird "me and anne" i'm anne, but so is she, and i'm getting off topic.) i think it was my ex-supervisor dillon who said that my old boss hired boys so he could watch them carry heavy stuff. pretty disturbing, i know, but we all came to the conclusion that he was gay early on. not that i have anything against gay guys, but geez, my boss was old (white hair) and and had a bit of a pot belly, and he was almost as short as me. this is kinda mean of me to be saying, even though i always tell people these stories, but for some odd reason, my conscience is catching up with me on this one. well, i'd just like to add that dillon was my ex-supervisor because he got fired for smoking pot in the storage room. and soon after (or maybe it was slightly before) another guy who worked with me got fired for trying to make a fake id with the color copier. puts so much faith in the youth of plattsmouth, doesn't it? they were both in college, but that's still considered "youth." now pat works as a bartender at keno. i found out from sarah, who works there as a hostess (or something like that, i can't remember)

yea, well, enough of me boring my non-existant readers. closing once again with some words to keep in mind:

Teamwork is essential; it lets you blame someone else.

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new day, new post, new boredom. ok, so it's not as boring as last night, but i'm at school and that adds to the boredom scale. once again, i should be reading jane eyre and once again i'm not. i'll do that later. i did find some ads in my old magazines for my religion project, though. one is a girl in naked (we presume, she's covered by milk) in a bath full of cereal and milk. it's advertizing honeycomb cereal. that one got me the most. i don't feel like describing the others, i'm not gonna start a vendetta against "selling through sex" as our religion book puts it.

just got news that my ap chem teacher left, her kid is sick. i wonder if that means we won't have class 8th, that'd be so nice, then i could go home before work. that and we wouldn't have to take our quiz, but i'm not worried about that. i'm not one to worry about taking quizzes. i just take them and that's that. no cramming, no stress, and i still score well, it's a win-win situation.

oh, i have to go to work today and i gotta be there at three thirty, which means i can't go home after school. by the time i got home, i'd have ten minutes till my shift started, which isn't enough to make it there in time. i forgot to bring extra money for dinner too, so now i have $5 for lunch and dinner. lucky me. i really hope ms. sefranek doesn't get a sub, or somethin'. ugh, and now i'm hungry :(

so yea.... sitting here in the media center...... getting bored..... getting annoyed by the glare on my contacts from the window.

i'd like to add that chris is a lil white boy, who doesn't appreciate what i do. what do i do, you ask? i make fun of him, it's my job, sadly enough i don't get paid for it. such underappreciation is discouraging, but like that's gonna make me stop. i like insulting people, it's fun. i'd also like to add that he's been promoted from being the assassin for hire to being the princess. so he and joe are both princesses. awwww, idn't that special. but he doesn't get a crown, we're a cheap kingdom. queen jessie keeps all the riches to herself.

um....... stil bored....... maybe i should just stop typing...... but then i'd have nothing else to do...... o well, i'm wasting my battery that i may need later on.

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