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| Slices of Life, Part V (Phase 2) |
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03:00pm 19/06/2007 |
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DREW: (Looking for a worksheet) "Where's my thing?" ME: "Look down!" (EMILY walks in and says something unintelligible.)LEVI: "I'm sorry, I don't speak Housecleaner. What?" KATIE ROWE: "I had SO much fun with my mom!" ME: "That's what he said!" KELLY: "Ew, someone [must have] stepped in dog shit. It smells." THAYER: "Actually, Kelly, I crapped my pants. Sorry I didn't tell you earlier." THAYER: "We're going to stretch our butts, but not the prison way." CHRIS SMITH: "Jack Grif-'foul?'" (Everyone laughs.) "What, it isn't pronounced like 'fowl?'" CHRIS: (Reading off the girls' roll list) "Uh, Taylor Nelson? Is she here?" WYATT: "Hey, Jesse. I stole this pen from Bank of America." ME: "How do you feel about that, Wyatt?" WYATT: (With his patented smirk) "I robbed the bank." KASHANI: "JP, I'm scared to call on you." ME: "I wish you had said that starting at the beginning of the semester." THAYER: (After LIBBY and JAMIE finally get back from their hour-and-a-half run they got lost on) "...Want a donut?" ALYSSA: (Points to Piedmont Hairport) "I got my beard waxed there!" CLAIRE: "Walkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwal kwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalk,what'reyoudoin gwhat'reyoudoingwhat'reyoudoingwhat'reyo udoingwhat'reyou--OHMYGOD,NO,YOU'RERECOR DINGTHIS!!" (Hits my cell phone away)JP: "According to, ahm, The Sims, and other research sources, coffee, um, gives you a, uh, minus one bladder." KASHANI: "Can someone define marginal cost for me?" AARON: "The cost that Cole Margen incurs?" ME: (While we're running back from Lake Merritt) "Dude, wouldn't it be crazy if dung beetles could talk? I bet they would complain about how shitty their name is. No pun intended." AARON: (Talking about my PR) "I could maybe run a mile in 4:40... if it was on an airplane and straight down." KIM: "Don't write 'I think' in your essays -- all of it is what you think." KUNZE: "But I always write what Jesse thinks." DR. MARKS: "Modernists didn't care if you couldn't read their poetry [because it was too sophisticated]. It's like, 'You didn't study your Latin?! OH WELL!' Slap-slap-slap." (Pantomimes slapping)SHARP: "I have epididymitis." ME: "The hell is that?" SHARP: "It means there's a bacterial infection in my sperm tubes. So, I'm gonna be down for a week or two." ME: "Haha, in more ways than one, right?" SHARP: "I... You get the fuck outta here." KASHANI: "This [the way I did it] is actually the best way to get into the retail business--" ME: "What, marry someone?" I'm feelin':  good Stuck in my head: "Search and Destroy" by Iggy Pop and the Stooges |
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| Slices of Life, Part V (Phase 1) |
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10:31pm 16/06/2007 |
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Long time no update, I wanna add more stuff, yadda yadda. Same ol'. ;P But, these are from Close Up! Hooray! ---------- COLE: "There should be a show called Beauty and the Beast, where beautiful women get to know wild animals, and tame them." ME: "I think that would go against some bestiality laws." COLE: "Is your quote book funny stuff or stupid stuff?" ME: "Mostly funny stuff. If it were all stupid, my entire quote book would be JP." CHRIS SERRANO: "[In Pennsylvania,] written contracts aren't legal." (Aside, to me) "...That's a lie." LIBBY: "What?" CHRIS: "It's also illegal to sell TastyKakes outside of Pennsylvania." LIBBY: "Really?" COLE: (Reserved) "Am I a baller?" JEREMY: (Playing with a little squishy jelly squirmy thing) "I just can't get enough of it." ME: "That's what she said." JEREMY: (Hands it back to the owner. Then, to me) "Thanks for ruining it." PETE: (Opening the door to a food court) "Ohhh, it smells like orgasm already." ME: "I don't know what the hell kinda girls you've been with..." COLE: (To a waiter) "Spaciba. (Thanks, in Russian.)" ME: "[This is a] French restaurant." LIBBY: (Referring to her personal bubble) "You can't pop mine." ME: "That's what she said!" BRENNAN: (Making fun of a Panda Express advertisement) "We wok yo' pahty!" BRENNAN: "...There were a bunch of crosses hanging off these people's rear-view mirrors--" PETE: "They're called rosaries, ASSHOLE!" BRENNAN: (Five minutes later) "They're called HOsaries! Or... fauxaries..." BRENNAN: (Sternly, to CHOOCH) "I am SO spooning with you later." CHRIS: "C'mon, you guys, [don't fight,] it's almost naptime." BRENNAN: "You can't spoon during naptime?" ME: "...So, 'D.C.' stands for 'no shower?'" BRENNAN: "Yeah, it's a no-shower zone." MIKE: "Or, 'don't clean.'" BRENNAN: "Yeah. We could just tell people we're using the Greek alphabet[, though.]" MIKE: (Wearing one of my rings) "Hey, dudeman, I can't get it off. You mind if I lube it up?" (Great moment for a "That's what she said!" but at the time, I was more concerned about my ring. ;P) ME: "God dammit... Fine..." MIKE: "Hey, Lydia, I need your vagina." MIKE: "That's all I can hear when they [freshmen girls] speak -- noise, clicks, and whistles." CHRIS: "We're from Pennsylvania." HAWAIIAN GIRL: "Oh, what state is that in?" ME: "What's Chad 1's last name?" CHRIS: "He doesn't have one, he's from Missouri." CHOOCH: "Dude, that chick [the conservative debate representative we just saw] got so raped -- she's gonna need an abortion, but she can't get one." LYDIA: (While the Mexicans sing their version of Happy Birthday to Chris Foster) "They're probably saying 'fuck you-fuck you-fuck you, you're so ugly, I can't believe that you're here." PETE: (Trying to toss a wrapper in the trash) "Kobe [Bryant]!" (Misses by a foot)CHRIS FOSTER: "What did you say to that poor little kid?" COLE: "'Good morning.'" FOSTER: "'...Good horny?'" EITAN: (Having been complaining for a few minutes) "My lips are now officially frozen." MIKE: "Lick a pole." LYDIA: "There are ten guys here, take your pick!" MIKE: "What'd you [Chris] learn from two years of German [in school]?" FOSTER: "'Es is shun...' ('This is pretty...')" PETE: "Can I draw something in your little book?" ME: "...Yeah, I guess, as long as it's not a giant cock or something." PETE: "I promise it won't be. It might have cocks in it, but it won't be a giant cock." ME: "Okay, fine." (Gives it to him)PETE: (Looking for a place to sit down and draw) "There are little kids there, I can't sit there..." (Sits next to Mr. McRey)MIKE: "...So, he sits right next to the teacher." SERRANO: (Subdued) "I hate how Shakespeare abbreviated all these words. Like, 'apostrophe-h-e-o-u.' I'm like, 'That's not a word,' and he's like, 'Yeah it is, if ya' read it right.'" THE GROUP: (Various interjections into "The Ants Go Marching") 115: To eat a spleen. 116: To eat the rest of the spleen. 117: Kill the queen. 118: Kill the spleen (coz he's feeling in-between!) 119: Watch The Lion King! 120: Lydia's hot. MR. McREY: "I'd really wanna do that [go skydiving], but I don't want the last thing to go through my mind to be my knees." SOME GIRL in the hall: "You really need to try harder next time, I really wanted to come." ME: (Rushing out from my room) "That's what she said!" SERRANO: "I don't think they're [Sandra's eyes] so much beautiful as they're just like BAYUM! ...They're like a fat ass, but on her face!" ME: "Thanks for last night." (Hands Cole $3)MIKE: "So I say to her, 'That's my lobster bisque!'" SOME GUY from Texas (DEVYN): (To MIKE) "You sound like Iago, from, uh, Lion King! 'Euarrgh,' and all that stuff!" MIKE: (Egging him on) "THAT'S BECAUSE IT'S GILBERT GOTTFRIED!" ME: "What's with all these fuckin' fauxhawks, they look so stupid!" CHRIS: "They're [those guys are] from Missouri." LIBBY: "We're going to the airport together. Stopping global warming, one car at a time." ME: "I think we [us and our parents] all own SUVs." LIBBY: (Pause.) "ALRIGHT! High five." I'm feelin':  sick |
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| I Don't Get It... |
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06:18pm 05/04/2007 |
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I feel kinda down... I don't really know why, though. I think it may be because nothing particularly good has happened in a while. Mostly, socially, of course. I mean... I'm too tired to do anything. :/ I can't think straight enough to do anything for Creative Writing because of track and rehearsal. And, I guess both those things are going well, but still... definitely not enough of a reward. That also inevitably leads me to think about my friends and stuff... about how I'm in my last couple months with them, and about relationships with them and their relationships and stuff... It's just weird. I want to make this a long post, too, and I wanna catch up on a lot of other stuff, but like I said -- I'm too tired. =_= (And I don't feel like anyone will read this any more. But that's my fault.) I'm feelin':  lethargic Stuck in my head: Dragon Ball Z & Cowboy Bebop stuff |
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| Slices of Life, Part III (Phase 5) |
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06:08pm 27/02/2007 |
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SARAH: “Hey Cowherd, are we gonna wrestle in [soccer] practice today?” ME: (Overhearing) “Ooh, can I watch?” COWHERD: “What…? No… We’re on the baseball field today, anyway.” ME: “So it’s gonna be mud wrestling?” COWHERD: “Oh, all the things I can’t say… Balky, you’d win anyway, right? Coz you’re a badass.” JAKE: (Taking a break from playing the piano) “I feel like Vanessa Carelton.” ME: (To GRIFFOUL, who’s already wearing relatively tight pants) “Wear tighter pants, Griffoul.” GRIFFOUL: “No, that’d be awkward.” ME: “Griffoul, that’s such a goony haircut.” GRIFFOUL: “Baldridge, you have a ponytail!” LEVI: (Calmly, randomly, working late in Yearbook) “Hey Jesse, do you ever back that ass up?” WYATT: (Leans in and says as an aside) “Yo, they [Subway] have a high-speed toasting oven. For high-speed toasting.” JACKSON: “Okay, team bonding question: If you were constipated, would you let the team stick their fingers up your ass [to, like, help you out]?” WYATT: “Why would I need to be constipated for me to have them do that?” ROBBIE: “Would you rather have Coach O’ dropped on you from ten feel high or have Thayer run at you at full speed?” WYATT: “Dude, I’m naming my dog ‘Giffoul.’” GRIFFOUL: “…When my dog gets fat, I’m renaming it ‘Weber.’” SOME GUY from a Madden NFL 2007 commercial: “I can’t bear to watch this! I’mma go eat a sandwich.” JESUS: (As LEVI is filling the Special Education section on the Faculty page in the yearbook with placeholder text) “Levi, Please, can we just like it like that? ‘Bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla,’ and then just put in a picture.” JESUS: (To me) “Hey, Ninja Star! Your Bonzai Tree has been destroyed and your Goldfish [crackers] are being eaten.” DR. MARKS: (Calmly, referring to technical issues Yearbook had been having with a program) “So, Terry. Just go out, and get a live chicken. Sacrifice it, and sprinkle the blood over the G5s [Macs], and everything will be better.” SIEBEN: (After I laugh at him tending to a plant during school in the middle of a hallway) “Hey, what? Shut up, it’s awesome, he’s my friend. His name’s John Pierre, don’t mess.” PONAS: “We’re in the largest metropolitan area, even larger than New York, and we can’t even find an English-speaking radio station. We’d have better luck in France. I heard some English channels when I was there.” PONAS: “What’s a bread basket? Is it breaded?” ME: “It’s a basket of bread.” PONAS: “Oh. Well, she [the waitress] said bread basket. Is it warm?” ME: (Being sarcastic, which PONAS doesn't realize) “I dunno, I think they try to keep you on your toes with that part.” PONAS: “My old man always had a few choice words for people he called a piece of work. He probably woulda choked Ceraldi and killed him.” PONAS: “Does it smell like bacon in here [in the van] to you guys?” (Silence.)PONAS: “Wow, this is some lively conversation. Good talking to you guys.” JIMMY: (After some girls at Regionals did an elaborate cheer at the starting line) "Do you guys [Piedmont] have a cheer like that?" ME: "No, we usually just shout, 'One, two, three, BALLS!'" PONAS: (After we get back from racing) "Think of it like tailgating. Sit on the bumper, have a banana." Stuck in my head: Eighties stuff! :D |
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| Random Survey |
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08:59pm 25/02/2007 |
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Showing that I'm still alive, back from D.C., and that I'll have a write-up of it soon... hopefully sometime tomorrow. *Shrugs* <lj-cut text = "Read.">1. How old will you be in five years? 23... Almost 24. ^^.'' 2. Do you think you'll be married by then? No. 3. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks? Concerts, track, Kendra? 4. Where do you most want to travel? (Back to) Austria, Japan, Pennsylvania! ;D 5. Who was the last person to call you? My dad. 6. Do you prefer to call or text? Call, but it switches sometimes, I guess. 7. Do you have any pets? A dog. A fat, smelly dog. 8. What were you doing at 12am last night? Hell of sleeping. 9. Are your parents married/separated/divorced? Divorced. 10. When is the last time you talked to your mom? A few minutes ago. 11. How many states have you lived in? One. 13. How many cities/towns have you lived in? Three, if I'm "cheating." (Piedmont, Oakland, and Berkeley.) 14. Do you like anyone at this moment? Sure. 15. What was the last thing you ate? Mashed potatoes (as part of dinner) 16. What is your favorite restaurant? Tachibana 17. What is your favorite type of food? I dunno. 18. Do you like coffee? No. ^^.'' 19. How many glasses of water a day do you drink on average? Not enough. 20. What do you drink in the morning? The milk from my cereal. 21. Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone? With someone else. 22. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed? No. 23. Do you know how to play poker? Yeah. 24. Do you like to cuddle? Yes. 25. Have you ever been to Canada? No. 26. Do you eat out or at home more often? At home. 27. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you? No, but a bunch of close ones. 28. Do you want kids? Yeah, eventually... 29. Do you speak any other languages? Not really. That brings back memories from the past week, though. ;D 30. Ever had stitches or other surgery? Nope. 31. What is your favorite color? Aqua. :B 32. Do you prefer an ocean or a pool? Ocean, if you don't have to wear an inch-thick wetsuit. 33. Do you like window or aisle seats? Window, I guess, but aisle is nice coz of the leg room. *Shrugs* 34. Do you know how to drive a stick shift? No. 35. What is your favorite thing to spend money on? Anime, manga, or video games. :B 36. Do you wear any jewelry 24/7? Yep -- one necklace, one bracelet (and sometimes an arm band), and one anklet. 37. What is your favorite TV show? I dunno; I have a few. 38. What is your favorite song? Depends on my mood, I guess. 39. What is the main ring tone on your phone? I have different ones for different groups of people. 40. Do you still have anything from when you were little? Yep. 41. What is the color of your bedroom walls? Light blue. 42. Do you like Winter or Autumn? Autumn. 43. Do you sleep with your closet doors opened or closed? I don't think my closet door can close all the way. 44. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of killer bees? A swarm of killer bees, because I could hopefully get away from it. If I'm WITH someone (that I don't particularly like), then a bear, coz hey, time to outrun them. 45. Do you flirt a lot? Not really. ...I don't think. 46. What do you dip chicken nuggets in? The trash can? 47. Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket? Not yet. 48. Do you dance in the car? I bob my head and sing. :B 49. If you could move to any state, where would you most want to move? Pennsylvania FTW. 50. Do you think anyone would care if you died? Ninja.</lj-cut> I'm feelin':  tired |
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| Slices of Life, Part III (Phases 3-4) |
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02:27am 18/02/2007 |
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ALEC: “RIGHT NOW!!” ME: “He [the Squire from The Canterbury Tales] is eeeeviillll…!” (Makes a menacing gesture)DREW: “…What was with the vagina tickle?” (Imitates me) (Later, as I start writing that down)DREW: “Plagiarism, Jesse.” SYD: “Chief [Dixon] is at the well… chasing an antelope.” DREW: “Hey Lauren, now you get to see if you can be raped onstage.” (LAUREN laughs)KIM: “What?” LAUREN: “Nothing; Drew’s comment—” DREW: “I stuttered.” DREW: “Hey, free second base.” (SYD comes out from between LAUREN’s legs.)KUNZE: “Mazletov!” ME: (Referring to the character Harding) “What a poon!” DREW: “—wallace.” JAKE: (Who play[ed] Harding) “Thank you, crazy Italian.” (I played Martini.) DIXON: “Hey, it’s time for the blitzkrieg boob-tap!” SYD: (To KIM) “Except I should do it a little less blitzkrieg, right?” O’REGAN: (Nonchalantly) “LaBar? Klickstein? Shut up.” ME: “Aww, he [JP] just threw it [the wad of paper Riker threw at him] in the recycling…” BEATRICE: “Yeah, I thought he was gonna storm over here.” ME: “Or galumph, as it were.” KUNZE: (Under his breath, while AARON is giving a presentation) “Jesus, he’s so tall…” O’REGAN: “…I tested one of those ’68-’72 Corvette roadsters with one’a those big block engines, thought I was gonna die.” DREW: (Takes a persimmon with the leaves still on the stem out of his lunch) “My mom’s getting lazy.” CAITLIN: “Yeah, pretty soon it’ll be, ‘Here’s the seed, plant it yourself!’” ME: (Pulls a lever and half of the computer falls open.) “Oh, so that’s what that does.” ME: “Mr. Ferry-rae… Ferer-ray… Fureyey… Furiaray… How do you say this name?!” LEVI: (Comes in with a beret on) “How do you guys like the new French me?” ME: (Deadpan) “Fag.” KIM: (Sarcastically, to the class) “Thanks for helping Jesse [move the desk]!” KUNZE: “But I didn’t help Jesse.” PERMAN: “I hope he [O’Regan] doesn’t make us arrange them [the circular tables in Room 38] in rows [like he usually does with the rectangular tables].” PERMAN: “This room [#38] reeks of hairspray [from Mrs. Labberton] and Catholicism [from Dr. Nick].” SCOTT: “They named a super villain after you – it was called… ‘Hairy Man.’” ME: “They also named a super hero after me. He was called – Wolverine.” MIKE RUBY: “My favorite Mr. Goldman quote is ‘HANH!’” RUBY: (Randomly) “Where’s Christoph, I wanna tell him he sucks.” MRS. FOSTER: “There’s a sign for you, Aaron – ‘Urine Town.’” SOME GUY IN A PARKING LOT ON HIS CELL: “Where you jiggers at, gimme a—thing.” LEVI: “…Lennon was short, but Stalin was pretty tall.” KUNZE: “Ah, he just wore big heels.” JACKIE LAU: “Unlike the big corporations, the small corporations are small.” KUNZE: “I don’t know if you know this, but Levi takes it in the eye.” LEVI: "Hey--!" KUNZE: "Hard." SHARP: (As WYATT is searching for a stick at Joaquin Miller) “Yeah, they’re hard to find around here, aren’t they?” SCOTT: (To O’REGAN, during class) “Where’s Santa Barbara?” ME: “That’s where Marc Laszlo is!” SAM: “3:30, Sam’s house – Don’t bring your pants.” COLE: “I’m tired of all these theme parties. They’re gonna run out of ideas really soon. I think we should have a Russian party – we’ll just get someone to turn their air conditioning down to, like, twenty degrees.” ME: (To SCOTT) “You have the best maniacal laugh ever.” SCOTT: “The water fountain is now officially growing mold.” SCOTT: “Isaac, don’t [give] in to peer pressure – sex with another man is not okay.” SCOTT: (Comes in with his head completely soaked) “So, I was trying to figure out those ‘urinal things,’ or whatever…” (Uses air quotes)CHRIS SMITH: (To me) “Next time you show me that [your ass], it’ll be my new bike rack.” NICK: (Massaging MARKI) “Wait, Jesse, why aren’t you doing this?” DR. MARKS: “This passage is very Germanic; [it doesn’t sound pretty]: (Read with some gagging sounds) ‘Uch foul song singeth.’ …I’m sorry, (Flowery) German is a lovely language.” ME: “…Are you shitting me.” LIBBY: “No. I’m serious, though.” JEFF: (Watching The Omen ) “This is the same soundtrack as Lord of the Rings, I swear.” GRIFFOUL: (As I’m walking to the bathroom to change) “Dude, you’re behiiind schedule, c’mon!” MR. ROUND (Substitute teacher): “Sorry if I butcher your name. ‘El-sey?’ Elyse. Sorry.” ISAAC: (To WEBER) “You ask before you touch my nipples.” DR. MARKS: “In college, you’re not supposed to get drunk unless you’re having a metaphysical conversation.” ME: “Dick wad.” LEVI: “Asshole.” ME: “Cum dumpster!” LEVI: “Kathy!” (Later)ME: (To KATHY, who went into a fit of laughter at us recounting our exchange.) “I’m really glad you can laugh so hard at yourself.” ME: “Okay, people need to stop stapling the floor, because they [the staples] hurt [when you step on them].” KATHY: “Maybe you need to start wearing shoes!” ME: “But it’s hot!” LEVI: “Hippy.” CHRIS: “Jesse, I know you’re Japanese, but here in America, you don’t have to take your shoes off before you enter the dojo.” (Bows)CHRIS: (In the middle of our conversation, really overreacting to me doing a double-take) “Oh my god, the light fucking turned on!” (It hadn’t been on for a long time...) KIM: (Misspeaking) “…That’s the end of World War I.” SYD: “Really? That went a lot smoother than last time. When… Twelve million people died.” COLE: “I was talking to Syd about my [Russian theme] party, and he was like, ‘Okay, no one’s air conditioning goes down to twenty degrees.’” KUNZE: “…Jesse, are you staring at me?” ME: “No, I’m reading the poster [behind you.] Why?” KUNZE: “Oh. I thought we were having a mad stare-off.” I'm feelin':  tired Stuck in my head: Kendra's Happy Mix |
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| Slices of Life, Part III (Phase 2) |
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07:24pm 13/02/2007 |
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KUNZE: (About a stage direction) “Should I saunter over there?” DREW: “Are you sure you don’t want to mosey?” ME: (Looking at cards sloppily strewn everywhere) “What the crap card game is this?” JAKE: (Pause) “…It’s Pinochle.” SYD: “Who’s the Bull-Goose Looney, Stutterfuck?” DREW: “Buh-buh-buh-buh…” SYD: “Where would you like me to go?” KIM: “I’ve been waiting for you to ask me that question for years.” SYD: “Fuck ‘em all!” (KIM looks annoyed; he’s been swearing too much, and that wasn’t his line, but the person with the part isn’t there.)SYD: “It’s in the script!” KIM: “I know…” SHARP: “…No, we’re not gonna stretch. GRIFFOUL: “Yeah, stretching is for JV and the girls.” SHARP: “So, Sidow’s gonna have to stretch twice.” WILL PRITCHETT: “This [sweet and sour] soup is hot in temperature – it’s hard to swallow.” GRIFFOUL: “That’s what she said!” DREW: “[Was] ‘eat’ pronounced the same way [it is now as in Middle English]?” DR. MARKS: “Do cats eat? What?” ME: “Hey, Grace!” (She looks, I take a picture.)
GRACE: (A couple seconds after) “…Cheese.” (She's three. ^_^) O’REGAN: “…If I give you a bunch of numbers, then I have to check all of [them].” LaBAR: “Or do you? Mr. Hayden just failed me.” O’REGAN: “Okay, are you ready [to be quiet for five minutes?] I’ll time ya. On your mark, get set, go.” LaBAR: “Wait, what happens if I don’t?” O’REGAN: “I’ll kill you.” ME: (After DREW takes out his RAZR and puts it on his desk) “You tryin’ to show off or somethin’?” DREW: “No. An hour and ten minutes.” ME: “What, until this class [English] is over?” DREW: “…I wish this showed seconds.” LEVI: “Domino’s is good drunk food, [because it’s not that good, but] it’s really cheap.” ME: “Are you kidding? I always order from Domino’s.” CHRIS: “Then they must be the only ones that convert yen into dollars.” KUNZE: (Randomly, during conversation) “No, but seriously – watching a fat kid push people over to get cake [is the best thing] I’ve ever seen in my life.” DREW: (Intentionally screwing up a line) “One [pill]? You cheap bitch!” BRETT: (Trying to get LEVI’s attention) “Yo, skinny!” BRETT: “Don’t forget, I used to live in Houston. Winter was the week between Christmas and New Year’s.” A man walks into an adult novelty store and asks for a blow-up doll. “Man or woman?” “Woman.” "What height?” “5’8”.” “What religion?” “Religion? Why would that matter?” “Well, the Muslims blow themselves up.” RIKER: “We need to put the musical somewhere [else in the yearbook, because it’s not associated with Acting or A’ Capella.]” ME: “Yeah, alright. We should just give it its own page. Or, [make a] ‘Shit We Couldn’t Find Anywhere Else For” page, or something.” CHRIS: “Yeah, we should make an anagram for that and stick it somewhere.” ME: “‘NAMBLA?’” CHRIS: “Yeah.” ME: “Levi, bend over… I’m trying to take a picture.” I'm feelin':  content Stuck in my head: Saliva -- Click Click Boom |
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| Slices of Life, Part III (Phase 1) |
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09:17pm 11/02/2007 |
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Yep -- I gave my compiled quotes an actual title. ;) I thought it was about to start this up, since I can use Ski Week as a nice cut-off point. ---------- MRS. SOHN: “How will television history be made tonight?” ME: “They’ll show porn on basic cable?” SARAH WONG: “…So, we were in this really crappy town in Mexico. I can’t remember what it was [called].” ME: <i>(Having just walked in on the conversation)</i> “Ensenada.” SARAH: “Yes!” COACH O’: “Where’re you lookin’ to go to college?” ME: “I dunno. Right now, probably more towards the East Coast.” COACH O’: Really? You know they get up earlier than us, don’t’cha? If I were you, I’d go the opposite way – go to, like, Hawaii, or somethin’. Or, hell, go even further – go to Tokyo U!” ME: <i>(On the phone)</i> “Thanks a ton, Brett. Buh-bye.” LEVI: “British people don’t use tons, Jesse. You have to say ‘Thanks a <u>kilo</u>.’” RIKER: “I think we’d all be willing to sell ourselves [to raise money for the yearbook.]” ME: “So, you’d be, like, the Kids’ Meal equivalent?” ME: “Is this jazz thing 21 and over?” ADAM: “Well, like they could tell. ‘This guy’s got a beard!’ I could just give you my ID. Or, ‘He’s part of the band! Yeah, can’t you tell? He plays the <i>(Covers his mouth & mumbles)</i> humnaflmuh.’” JESS: “What about my knock-knock joke, that can’t make it into your quote book?” ADAM: “You can’t <u>lobby</u> to be in the quote book.” JESS: <i>(Aside)</i> “Shut up!” BRETT: <i>(He has a British (okay, "South African") accent.)</i> “Oh, it did what I wanted. Webber (himself), you’re a genius!” LEVI: “Well, there’s still kinda—” BRETT: “Shut up.” BEN: “Sorry, my phone’s in Wolof.” EMILY: <i>(Referring to WEBER)</i> “Obesity is hard to spin [in a chair]!” JAKE: <i>(While we, SYD, KUNZE, & DREW are trying to get a heavy, round table down from a loft in the theater)</i> “Okay, okay, free-fall, you guys. Nine— nine point eight squared! Nine point eight squared!” DREW: <i>(After receiving a stage direction, to KIM)</i> “…Wait, do you want me to stand?” (Because according to her, “There’s not enough action in mental wards.”) JAKE: <i>(In a monotone, "singing" & bobbing his head)</i> “I don’t believe. I d-d-d-d-d-d-d-don’t believe.” SYD: <i>(Screwing up a line, to DIXON)</i> “C’mon, Totem Pole, best seat in the house!” STEPHANIE: <i>(To me, randomly, during Statistics)</i> “Five out of six of the people in [the row in] front [of us] are wearing stripes.” DR. MARKS: <i>(Talking about the history of the English language)</i> “Clearly this is the biggest freaking coincidence in the history of the world, or [these languages] all have a common ancestor.” DR. MARKS: <i>(Talking about similar words in different languages)</i> “Today, a Lithuanian and a Turkish person can’t get together and talk, unless they wanted to say, y’know, ‘My mother has five thumbs!’” DR. MARKS: “I love barbarian hoards…” DREW: <i>(Making fun of French)</i> “Look, a buf ("cow")!” JESUS: “I think we just witnessed Dr. Marks at her angriest: ‘Please quiet down, my throat hurts.’” ME: “You seem to like those, uh, little Altoid things I’ve got there.” JESS: <i>(Having had a few)</i> “I’m just testing them!” WES: <i>(Our set guy, teaching us how to take the set apart)</i> “…So then, you just bring this over behind here.” <i>(Lifts an entire piece of the wall out)</i> SYD: “Yeah, it’s too bad we’re not freaking Hercules and can’t do that by ourselves.” WES: “So, I need two people to come help me with this.” <i>(About eight people start moving.)</i> SYD: “That’s a lot of two people.” DIXON: <i>(About a stage direction)</i> “How am I supposed to run here?” ME: “[With] a shaman stick!” DREW: <i>(After making very little progress in rehearsal)</i> “We are getting so far. At least we all know none of us know how to play Pinochle.” Stuck in my head: Red Hot Chili Peppers -- Dani California |
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Read my lips (That's what she said x2) - Help me...? - Add to Memories - Tell a Friend - Permanent Link
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06:58pm 08/02/2007 |
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Today wasn't too great -- the longer it went on, the more lethargic I got. My fuse seems a little short, and I'm kind of mentally exhausted, because I haven't ... I don't know what I haven't done. Our workout was supposed to be a (very) easy 17 minutes on the way out, and then a PROGRESSIVE tempo for 13 minutes on the way back... Wyatt and I totally forgot about the progressive part. We kinda ended up hauling ass. Hahaha Felt okay, though. The Acting kids got together for sushi tonight. I was planning on going, and then it turned out Mom didn't get home 'til 6:30 (we were supposed to meet at 6:15), and I just felt drained... I didn't end up going. School is just really getting to me, I think, but I don't know why. I GOTTA drop Statistics... I'm at the end of my rope in that class. We did the most excruciatingly boring and fucking INVOLVED busywork ever. Econ blows. Because there's shitty homework (i.e., more busywork), and the teacher is a bitch. People in Yearbook (Scott... JP, but he's a given) are pissing me off. Because they're not doing their work. Also, I'm still jealous/angry that I didn't get best hair, let alone any senior stand-out. *Sighs* I'm feelin':  irritated |
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Read my lips (That's what she said x5) - Help me...? - Add to Memories - Tell a Friend - Permanent Link
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12:00am 08/02/2007 |
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The later it gets, the stupider commercials get. I'm sure I don't need to tell anyone this, but Jesus. There's this one commercial for an energy drink, where the guy can't think of anything to write, takes a sip, and the all the paper he's thrown out turns into little paper demons and giant paper monsters and starts attacking him, and then he has to shove it in the shredder to stop it. Then it says something like "Get revved up" or some crap. ...UM. I don't know who they screened this for, but I really don't want to drink that shit now. Doesn't make it very appealing, I gotta say. Also, once it hits midnight, there's an ad for Girls Gone Wild every other commercial. If you're gonna show it that often, at least show me tits without your logo covering them. I'm feelin':  annoyed Stuck in my head: (None) |
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Read my lips (That's what she said x3) - Help me...? - Add to Memories - Tell a Friend - Permanent Link
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