The Schwa

Time apart trully makes one realise the preciousness of one thing. For instance my friend Athina. It seems that now we rarely see each other and it's sad. And sometimes i begin to think that maybe we weren't that great friends after all. However when we do get together i'm reminded why it's so awesome to be friends with her, and im reminded of why i miss her so greatly.

Yes i was pleased to be able to see her again today and i was reminded just how much i miss when we could see each other on the daily basis. I love her so much. It's hard to explain. It isn't just that we're very close friends. We are in every way soul twins. I can't wait until i see her again. It's thrilling to hang out again. By the end of the night we were completely in sync again especially with our Telepathetic powers.

But its still not enough time. We don't see each other for months at a time, and very rarely alone and then we only have a few hours to talk. In Dance cases we don't even have that... But i'm not posting to complain. I'm in a very good mood and i just can't wait to see whats next in store for me.

I've also sent a letter to Athina indicating that we should send them the old fashion way. 1. bcause the best literature is on paper, 2. it can be completely unexpected and cheer up your whole week 3. theres something poetic about it and 4. With athina and I it just the only way to go.

Other than that Ive gotten twitter.
now before you all rip my head off for the ubsurdity hear me through. In english class we were assigned a project. It was that we were assigned a character in Romeo and Juliet and we had to make twitter acounts posting as them. I was assigned Romeo. It's actually a lot of fun, even if it is twitter. I actually think i might continue it afterwards oncce in a while about like his life after death. Set in a fantasy world sort of parrallel to that in Midsummer's night Dream. Check it out if you want www.twitter.com/romeoincognito BTW isn't that the best user name ever?! Romeo In Cognito. that is just poeticaly perfect.

It's snowing today and for some odd reason im not that upset about it. then again Its not yet 40 degres after 4 months of freezing and i have to walk home in the dark and 3 PM. But for the instant it seems sort of in place. Like a calm blanket is convering the world. Protecting everything and whipping the slate so that new life can come again. And that's sort of what i feel like right now. Like its time for a new chapter in my life. One that is much more happy.

Oh. i finished my book. Not editing of course but soon. Hopefully by christmas. Though school is my first priority.

Jen

time planning

Okay with school suddenly giong into hyperspeed... though i already thought it was near light, i've found that i need to better use my time... I've actually since realizing this come to notice just how much time I've wasted in the past. So my halloween resolution is to figure out ways to keep my time more organized. First off I'm going to just plan these next few days so that I can be certain all these deadlines are met. Also I want to find a time of the day that is solely for my book. that way i actually can have my novel on the physical plaine.

though i have once again forgotten my laptop with my english poject at home i have managed to finisht the script and screen plan in these two classes. So at least i've accomplished something!

Actually i just spent the majority of this class helping tara finish her filming so yays another accomplishment. i also just realized that monday is a PD day so i dont have any classes that will certianly help with time catching ups... it seems that Im not as behind as i thought after all. i may in fact even finish my book if im lucky.

I have band after school today so i dont think ill be able to finish this post. so0 until later.

Jen

killing people doesn't make them like you.... it just makes them DEAD!

welcome to the funny fair where life is perfect all the time and nothing is what it seems because seemingly, we've lost our minds. DANGER DANGER!!

Can't you tell im in a mood? ah but often time enough the most interesting posts come when one is in that such mood.... See i'm sitting in english class right now... third period in the dreary school surroundings... that just so happen have otherwise created a great day. However it is now that my mind seems to escape these bruly grey walls that encase my body and demand my attention. Though my sould will NOT go down!

We're supposed to be editing our videos for the media project i told you about. Only i forgot that we were editing today so i left all the film at home aswell as my laptop. Besides that project i have nothing to do so im left with a computer and my thoughts.... oh dear how they underestimate me!!! hahahaha. Honestly though my brain shut off quite a while ago, no matter i continue on with my ranting and ravings... Its more fun this way.

Over the werkend i discovered the phenomenon of the century, something totally awesome. Something magical. If you haven't caught on to the many hints ive left through out the post so far. This was: A very potter musical and a Very potter sequel. I laughed and laughed and laughed. spending the entire weekend with a pillow shover to my chest to try to snuff out the chreicking of hilarity, or rolling on my floor attempting not to pee myself. I've fallen in love with hermione granger, the girl that is malfoy, the zach efron loving dumbledore, and harry, oh the every dumb harry, and the ron who never stops eating. Also the captain hook that is snape and all the other remarkably wonderful characters. Most of all though i applaud Prof. Quarrel and voldemort. (who spoke the wuote that is the title) These two actors kept me on my toes awaiting the next witty remark and wonderful experessions of awesome. Whoever said that evil can't love and look hot clearly has never met this version of voldemort who honestly... just wants to dance. And between his bromance with quarrel and his plans to take over the world he chose his love for the man that supported him through all those tough years. I wasn't sure if i was meant to laugh or to cry at their touching duet titled "you and me".

I've also made plans for a full harry potter marathon with sarah on the 12th of nov. followed the next weekend by a trip to the theatre to watch the 7th, part I. I can't wait!!! i absolutely can't!!

Also this weekend at sarahs on friday we watched the latest episode of supernatural which was encredibly dissapointing... though perfectly terrifying in the traditional supernatural way! it was named two and a half men which adde to the joke that dean has become a baby daddy.... see the entire event the episode revolves around is killer transforming babies!!!! i know scary... i really dont think that woung children and scary/horror should mix.... its just sooo wrong and violent. Usually.

But no matter we watched and we THOUGHT AT EACH OTHER!! you'd laugh if you saw it! And most of all we cowered every time a baby was brought into the shot sure that at any moment the baby would turn into a flesh eating monster that will attempt tp eat our beloved characters' face off!!!! GAHA

I await next friday in which the episode brings back the ever elusive castiel!! YAYS CAS!! And i can't seem to figure out when they'll bring chuck back now that (as the watcher) we are pretty certain he is God. :P making an incredible character completely beyond belief cool. Ha prophet i dont think so he's tooo kick ass!!!!

ohhhhh my goood CHUCK!!! i dont really know what else to add..... I'm honestly just really bored now.... OH i have soemthing i could talk about. I've decided that i haven't been keeping good enough touch with a lot of my old friends so im reviving the dying art that is letter writing.... no typing it up and printing... oh no, it will be written by hand and hopefull they will do the same so that we can have at one oint a plathora of letters back and forth. With electronics these days we've really lost touch with the individuality that honest writing used to have. I want to bring that back, not only just to keep ourselves in one anothers life but also to be aware of how sometimes you just have to sit down and really use the physicality to make something trully personal... For instance; True literature can only really exist on the physical plaine.

Tata for now.
Jen

How i became a real person

Today, i got my papers declaring that i am now indeed my own individual. which rocks. but the adventure in getting them involved a lot of waiting.... i mean a lot. they say the patient are rewarded. all i got was wet.

So as i am about to inform you (if you dont already know) we are hours away from hitting the ottawa record for the most rain since 1942. Mom picked me up during 3rd period and we went to licoln fields mall to get our papers. it started out not too bad, we got misted, but apart we were relitively dry. We waited in line for nearly an hour, then had to wait to get the papers and even then it was an extremely lengthy proccess. After sarching that mall up and down we realised that the oc transpo place wasn't there. Though we did find a really cool cheap dress place that i WILL be going back to. We than looked in more malls desperate to find the oc transpo place. Finally (after several explinations that its at licoln fields satation, mom decides to ask the star bucks employee, and he instructed us to GO TO LICOLN FIELDS STATION! We then walked all the way to the station. By this point my old shoes are sopping wet and i feel liek a drowned rat. Only once arriving we found out that we were going to have to wait for nearly 2 hours because there was a line for several meters out the door. now nearing 4.30 we wait in like next to this guy and his cousin, they turned out to be a lot of fun to talk to so it wasn't that bad. Finally I got my picture taken though it wasn't really that great. and we walked back to the car. By this point i have given up on staying dry and if weren't for tap tap i would have died from boredom. So that is how i became a person, albeit a wet one. (procceeding my return home i went straight to the bath and soaked) Oh well i did get teriaki, so that's good.

Besides that the only thing relitively new with me is that i was elected grade 9/10 concert band representative in the music council, and i've gotten two very interesting projects. The first is in history. I have to make a file folder (like a medic) about a soldier in the first world war (based on a real canadian soldier's file at that time) and describe all of the ailements and how to treat them.
The second is an english media project. We had to pick our favourite poems and create a video about them. I decided to use leisure (the first poem incuded in my last post) and the video should be wuite fascinating, if it turns ou thte way im imagining it in my head. I might post it. depending how it turns out.

Jen.

Poems about life and death

Leisure by: william henry davies
What is this life if, full of care,
we have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
and stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
and watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
enrich that smile he eyes began.
A poor life this is, full of care,
we have no time to stand and stare.

the depths this poem reaches, the reality that it brings us is the truth. life is so glorious, so beautiful, and yet by caring about life me miss out on it. Our heads are so filled with idealistic worries and complaints that we forget to see the good parts. We ignore whats right in front of our faces and in doing that we loose the oppertunity to be trully happy. Therefore by wasting energyworrying about happiness we loose it. Ironic how most of us just pass life by without realy living. We're all so scared of death but most of us are already there. If you aren't living life then what are you? Sometimes we must all just take the time to enjoy life and its wonders. We must all stop and stare because if we don't then our lives aren't really worth living. In today's society there's so much stress that we forget why we're stressing at all. We work to make a life happy and good, but then we work so much that we couldn't possibly arrive there. William Henry Davies had it right. And beauty should be personified because beauty is alive. It lives on inside all of us, we just have to look around with optimistic eyes. Though that may not be easy to do, it is necessary.

Emma i want you specifically to listen to this because i know that lately you've been feeling really low. We had to do poetry analysis for a media project in class and this really touched me and the severity of the true ringing of each word struck me like a bell. And i hope that it manages to reach you too because you have to start living again. You can't keep wollowing in "what ifs" or "whys" or "just maybes" because if you keep it up one day soon you'll wake up and just realized how much time you've wasted, how much of life you've missed, and you can never get those precious minutes back. I love you so much so i want you to read this all ver carefully twice, three times over minimum. But these messages go for anyone. you can all feel the sincerity in your hearts and your souls.

The balance between life and death are so fragile. We never know when our time will come, so we have to make the most of everything. My cat was very ill today, i feared for his life, and recently found out that one of my friends could have died this summer. People die every day. Car accidentals, freak collisions, fires, random events that none of us can control, whipe our loves ones from this earth. But we must all keep living because only then can they live on. They live on in our memories, and they live on through nature, but we have to live on because if we waste away more than one person will have died that day.

Peacefully,
Jen.

Grieve not by: mary frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep:
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I amhe morning hush.
I am the graceful rush
of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the star shine of the night.
I am the flowers tat bloom.
I am in a quiet room.
I am the brids that sing.
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry`:
I am not there. I did not die.

Forcibly forced to post.

Dear readers, i've been forcibly demanded that i post by my dearest friend emma, so here it goes:
to be honest i don't have all that much to account. I've decided i want to start blogging more, but without copy and paste i find that difficult because i have to spell check and because most of the time i just don't have internet. But hey I plan on at least giving it a try.

So i promised myself that I'm going to finish writing the final copy of my book by the end of the month (week preferably) because ever since school started i've been too busy to go to work let alone write. So everything's just gone on the back burning, at least all that i can't bring to school. My "free time" between classes and during lunch i usually spend writing my short story, which im sorry i can't tell you about at all. So if i finally finish writing i can edit in those times instead. I only have 2 scenes to go, so it shouldn't be too difficult. But i relaized that if i don't do it now i never will because if schools busy now, i can't imagine what it'll be like later on.
As for school, its been busy as every only now i've also started band, jazz, choir, diversity club, and tutoring. So by the time i get home im so burnt out i just want to eat and sleep. I haven't even had time to READ in the past 3 weels, which is saying a significant amount considering who your reading about.
I've fallen in love with history, even though its in french and my first period class. High school history is nothing like elementary crap. Those teachers are forced into it because they are homeroom teachers. In high school it isn't like that because the teachers actually liek the subject so they teach it in a much more interesting manner. I'm actually considering taking world history next year instead of french... i probably will if i can ask mr rogers.
In math i'm sitting at the "smart person" table and have unanimously been elected leader though i can't imagine why(S*). I'm acctually partially teaching the class in partnership with mr czudner. Not quite, but pretty damn close. I'm tutoring people at my table too so usually i don't do my own work... or what i do do makes me so bored out of my mind i wonder why im in this class at all... and the resonse of course is, because i can't skip a grade and do the harder courses. what poo. but thats what you get for being the eternal seniors at the highschool.
In english we're doing poetry and its actually incredible. i'm totally kicking ass though once more im not that surprised. Though i have realized i don't really enjoy paraphrasing in analysis.
Finally music. I've actually improved conserderably and the class has turned out incredibly hilarious. With everyone in grade 10 music shoved into one class its like putting all the best friends and clans of geeks together... hence MASSIVE party. And we actually sound really good. And we ended up scaring the shit out of the grade 9's because well first we made them think they were crazy by doing all sorts of weird things at cue's they never could figure out, and then when they asked us about it we proceeded with a "what do you mean, i have no idea what you're talking about" mood. and then we showed them the difficulty of the music. Which for us is actually considerably easier than what we're playing in class.
Apart from school and my novel i don't have much to say. that has pretty much taken over my life. My mom bought herself a laptop, i need new headphones preferably skull candy ones, and i went to see easy A with Cori and Sarah. OH and sarah i have discovered has the most incredible stuffed animal collection. Including a perry the platypus that makes platypi sounds and an owl that screeches and is complete with a swiveling head.
OH and pickles got a harry potter music book for flute and whilst we were playing the hedwig theme we recieved a round of applause. and we felt sooo cool :P
Finally we got our yearbooks, only 4 months late, nonethe less they are awesome, though not hand drawn which dissapointed me, they are fanciful and well made.
Jen

hit by a bus and forced to do the delta theorem!

So turns out life moves pretty quickly if you let it...
remember when i disccussed how life was like highways and sometime there was heavy traffic and others you zoomed by at 400 miles an hour.... when i'm have the race of my life right now, or so it would seem.

Since last posting... which is shockingly a lot farther back then i remember, i have camped with gramama for 2 weeks, rode 20 miles a day, went swimming, hung out with erin, got attemptedly converted to jehova witness, worked, worked, painted, worked, had dinner with duckman matt sue and jim like old times, got officially ditched by my ex best friend, participated in the charity weekend, solved family drama at our anual corn roast chez dominiques, and ummmm OH nearly finished my book. I am literally like 3 pages away from finishing... I'll probably finish saturday or sunday....
So busy.

OH not to mention school.
So i went on the first to pick out my locker, turns out i actually got the ideal one. third from the close end in the main hall (opposed to last year's last on the far end of the never-to-be-used hall.) And i'm surrounded by my school friends.
Then on the first day of school i started my oh so "wonderful" grade ten year.
My classes follow as such:
1. History (in french) with Mme Lelou (-.-)
2. Math with mr czudner (awesome)
3. English with Mrs Mendham (awesome)
4. music with mrs godrey (meh)
And everything's been extremely busy. It's been constant work, ive been going to bed at like 9 every night even though i usually go to bed at 11, just because i'm so tired, and i haven't had time to do anything since classes have started. I have gone to school, worked, come home, worked, and eaten and slept. and repeat. honest to god. The only like i did anything out of pattern was today when it was gone to school, worked, gone to dentist, writhed in pain, gone to orthodontist, writhed in more pain, gone home, writhed in pain, slept. frig skip the fucking eating :P its do PHYSICALLY possible at this point.
How on earth i'm going to play flute tomorrow i have no idea seeing how i can barely move my mouth let alone actually make the proper ombersure. I have a feeling that my participation in class disscussions tomorrow is going to be extremely slim.

I have more to say but to be honest, I'm too tired. This is the first week of school and already i feel like i've been hit by a bus and then forced to do the delta therum. and i'm good at math!

Jen

PS I redyed my hair so now its epic! electric blue for the win!

OH! short note, i forgot to mention my mom cancelled, so we didnt in fact go to the cottage,, much to my dismay. Also i forgot to mention in the last post the rest of the trip with emma.

When i first got there we headed, with her family, to the park to play soft ball. and you've by now realized my detestation of all things sport, so i kind of failed miserably. Though i did manage to hit the ball a few times, so i thank mrs adams from preventing my total humiliation. It was actually sort of fun though. Then emma kicked one of the soft balls and spreigned her foot.... we then walked to her house and i got changed ( because i was never in formed that we were actually going to be the ones PLAYING i hadnt worn proper attire). then we went back this time with our writings. We then sat in the grass somewhat watching the game but mostly writing.

Then when we returned we watched early degrassi episodes (I've finally caught 100% up WOOT) and I read a bit of Vampire academy (which i ended up finishing in like an hour). Then we had our chocolate chip hunt. baked the cookies and slept.

The next day we walked to emma's work and i was surprised. it wasn't at all what i expected. First we did some tag removing in a dark closet. Then we did envelopping, which was actually unexpectantly long. We basically did that the rest of the day. for a while we went and had lunch, then we went upstairs for emma's doctors apointment ( because of her foot injury). It was interesting. Also there was a huge rain storm (AGAIN)) so my mom picked me up. it was a lot of fun though and was probably worth the sore arm i had the next day. I missed emma a lot so it was great that we could hang out again.

Other news. Yesturday i went to Linda's to visit my cousins one last time. Then i had to say bye for another year to Cynthia, Maeve, Quinn, and Ila May. It was great to see them though.

So i head off to gramama's for our camping trip today, so i have barely any internet access for the next 2 weeks. So i probably won't blog till i get back, and then i have the charity weekend right after that.... jeesh summer's almost over. By the time i get back its the 23rd. which is ethan and i's 2 month aniversary (is that an aniversary? or just a mark?) ... then i have the mars watch on the 27th, and then i have styks high due in the 31st and then i have to pick my locker the first and then its school. wow...
Time flies,
Jen

The Hurricane

Hurricane in ottawa, and we were in it. We biked for hours in the cold and the wet, we slid, we fell, we were attacked. We trecked accross parking lots, deserts, tundras and forests, store after store we searched. We cried, we laughed, we continued on. Pushing boundries in roaring winds, hail, and storms. We walked until we bled, and finally; we got our chocolate chips!


Okay so maybe i exagerated a little, but it would make an interesting story. Back to reality, I'll tell you the real story.

I was over at emma's celebrating my release from house arrest. When she says "i feel like making cookies." I replied with "mmmmm chocolate chip..." As we are exiting the kitchen to find a recipe her sister Kera asks " does anyone have money to buy chocolate chips with. i feel liek cookies". After the initial hysterical laughter, we went on a money hunt and managed to get enough together.
As kera goes on a search for a recipe in her Foods book, Emma and I look online. Soon enough we discovered the perfect recipe. and Emma and I prepare to get the chocolate chips. One thing we forgot to take in account was 1. that it was raining like crazy, and 2. its a holiday so the stores would be closed.

I didn't have a bike due to the distance, i took the bus, so now we had to bike to the store. I took emma's bike and she her sisters. She kept falling because it was too big, and i was having issues because its too big. Then We came to the realisation that emma doesnt really know her right and left. After a while we switched bikes. and kera's bike hated me. i mean im pretty sure it was trying to murder me. It ripped all the skin off one of my shins and killed like crazy.

So now we are soaked and cold and my hairs poofing like the sixties are back. We go to store after store. adter store. back and forth. Farmboy toblockbusters to on the go to pharmaplus etc etc. So then we tied the bikes up and farmboy and conttinued on. looking and looking. Finally we realized that metro is open. We ran over and finally found our chocolate chips!!! We then returned to the bikes (which i got attacked from because they jumped out and broke my knees, not really but ouch) and then we biked home.

WE then made incredibly delicious cookies and enjoyed the rest of the night... that is after we cleaned our wounds :P

Jen

PS: Mars watch this month. its the closest its gotten in 60,000 years!!! august 27th it should appear the size of the moon!

released from the cage.

This will be a somewhat short post. I'm heading off to the cottage today, can't wait. I love summer so much, mostly because of the cottage, and since we sold ours 3 years ago we've been heading up to the lake less and less. This year we wouldnt have gone at all because we reccently sold my grandmothers' cottage as well. But due to my encounter with my coiusins Laura and Kelly they invited me over for the big bash at the lake this weekend. Of course i had to bug my mom until she agreed it might be fun even if we will have to stay in a tent. Rick and chris will also be up and they're practically family. I just can't wait :P I can finally forget that i'm on house arrest. And what a way to celebrate my release than a party au chalet.
Okay so my explination of why this post was going to be short ended up being the entire post.... oh well.

Jen.

Ps i've been really addicted lately to soaps, like Gossip Girl, and digrassi. i know they're awful, but once you start watching them you fall right into it, and you're always like "i hope this happens" "NO don't be stupid" "FINALLY someone made a good descision" because though you know that its all scripted to cause problems you still want the characters to do what you'd do, even if later you realised that had you been in that scenario you probably would have done the same thing. So basically i guess the show entices people to be hypocrites. It's still fun though so i'll let myself be judgemental just this once (S*).*

* The symbol for sarcasm in writen works (S*).

PPS i've decided that im going to work on my posture more because since wattching gossip girl i noticed that all the elite girls had perfect posture. And im not doing that to seem elite PLEASE, im doing it because then in reality you see people slouching and it just looks so much better when they have good posture. Besides, its better for your back.