<joel> good mornin' to ya'll! it's my last day as a 14-year-old! em, hmm... what did I do last night- well, can't forget the big-ass walk with Mariel! we literally talked about everything and anything, it was fab. it's nice to go for a big walk and talk about anything, it's so distressing. anyways right after I walked Mariel home (WITH an umbrella) and then - BOOM! thunder! lightning! I HATE thunder and lightning - all you heard from miles away from the bottom of my throat was "THUNDER AND LIGHTNING! AHHHH!!! -pant-pant-pant" and I ran allll the way home. talk about exercize... anyways, Ben is being a bitch. God! he whines and whines and that's all he does. what happens when you try to reason with him?? he cries LOUDER. geez! my run this morning, I started out too fast as usual, by the time I got to the Pumpkin Patch hill I was dying, I'm surprised that I made it back under 30 mins. lol and now I'm trying to dance, but my legs hurt too much, so I'm like "ahhh... screw it." lol! anyways, that should be enough to feed your daily need for Joel, so ttyl!
Excited for tonite,
-14-Joel-14-
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<joel> it's Friday evening, and I have decided to have a kick-ass night... after math. loL! yeah, Mariel talked me into crawling out of my weekday shell. I said "damn straight" and danced around like Christina Aguilera to Daniel Bedingfield's "Gotta Get Thru This" for like 10 minutes. TALK about cardio! and now I find myself damn hot... btw, Mariel also convinced me that God loves my ass. ..that's a bit extreme. anywho Ben pushed my mom into the bookcase with all his might earlier this evening after being denied of his Halloween candy several times. I just found out that Mairel can't come... that's a doozy. anyways, I think I'm gonna go call someone, because it's times like these that I wish I could go clubbing - loL! allrighty, give me a shout out if ya'll visit!
Person with God's fave ass,
Joel the profeshional dancah
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<joel> hey, I am here in the library right beside Mirage, and Jf - who is talking about some things that are 100% NOT A.O.K.! ewww... I shall save you the pain and terribly agony of what he has said, it's absoltely WRONG! lol so anyways I do believe I am switching it to the late show, if Josh and Amy piss me off I'll let them know... but I'll give them a chance first, though. last night's trick-or-treat night was fun, as always, Ben is a "classic." whatever... he was Spiderman for Halloween, SHOCK!!! lol so ya the assemblée was pretty rotten as usual, but they used inprov, so it was all the better. anyways, my b-day weekend is coming up very soon, so OK dokey!
g2g!!!
Still 14...,
Joelee
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<joel> ah, the mayhem that is my life. pop quiz in Math, which, by the way, I wasn't all that ready for and I don't think I did all that fabulously on... and now, tonight - HUM - take Ben out around the block, attend to little people at the door as well, (for some part of the evening) and blah blah blah, trying getting homework done on All Hallow's Eve on a sugar high on THOSE conditions! ugh! nevah! (sugar high due to my obsession with bite-sized *-and not so bite-sized-* Halloween candies) lol so ya, that's wuts new, and lately I've been wishing I wasn't single, but then again, unless someone is interested in me (I know it's no one from my class, and the people that do I never talk to, or are an absolute NO-NO) and the person that *I* like is SO unprobable to turn out, and she would never notice anyways. (yes, at times, I can be LESS readable then a Dick-and-Jane book) ya, so that's m'life - comment at your desire ;) eww...
Waiting for Mom and for Halloween mayhem,
Saturday late show Joel
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<joel> wowzaz, so many thangs 2 say! well, first of all, Happy Halloween, ya'll! now, at the top of the hour, our top news story: Amanda has cancelled for the soirée! (entirely not her fault, of course,) but I do feel very bad about it none-the-less. something about some schedule-deprived dude by the name of Gui... -shrugs.- em, the Haunted House last night was really fun! I was at first a dude in black, and then I was a head in a platter, it was fab!!! I scared the poop out of countless young children - how fun is THAT? well, for me it's a blast. no pratique tonite, (feetcha delite tonite - lol JF) what a shocker, but also a relief, because I have to take been around the block tonight in any case. Alicia also said something about two other people (Josh & Amy??) coming to the soirée, I don't know with us or the later show, either. maybe I could change the times just for Amanda... but, you never know. anyways, that's it from me, I love Halloween and all the materialism behind it! hehe! allright, so until later guys n' ghouls (newsflash: Joel's cheesiness is up by 46%!) bye!
I wish I could dress up as a skank for Halloween,
JoëL
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<joel> nnnyello, theatah wasn't that bad, I do believe we are getting somewheres with the little children. the YMCA haunted house is tonight, my mom got mad at me for not telling her about the tickets that were needed to enter that I DID NOT know about, but then she called and got the last two tickets. I'm going to be "The Man in Black." I'm going to hide in a dark corner and scare the poop out of little children. MUHA! I can't wait, but it beats Ju-Jutsu on the occasion! anywho, I don't have much more to write, Halloween is tommorrow, my b-day is in 4 days, and the soirée is in three!!! yay!!! Verb test l8er, btw... wish me luck, bye bye!
Normed in la B.R.,
Halloween Joel
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<joel> -sigh- how I hate math... I'll even make a FA-REAKIN' song about it!!! "I hate math, math sucks hard, in this subject I am a retard!" positive, eh? I thought so! I'm waiting for mom to go pick up Ben... -sigh- and I am STARVING!! ow ow ow my stomach hurts, I'm so hungry! maybe I should go walk around or something... yes, that is what I will do - get off these school computers, blech!
Hungry in Kanata,
Prickly Mango
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<joel> I am in th library, doing a short little entry for a test... With Sarah, J.F. and Mirage staring at the screen behind me - I can write VERY personal things (Mirage says: It's going to be posted anyways, dumbass!) ah, well. bye bye!
HIGHLY insecure in the library,
Joelie
</joel> <!--01:20-->
<joel> Just as I was crawling out of the hole of depression, disaster struck again. I got my math test back. 57.5%!!!! I pretty much just lost it in class (well, emotionally) and I fell back in. I feel so guilty for not studying harder... really... I mean, I AM better now, after trying to leave a note to my parents telling them about everything, then went for a long walk so if they saw it they'd have time to freak out less. However, when I came home and looked through the window from the outside, I saw that the note was still there. I considered sneaking in and putting it in a more obvious place then dashing again, but then I realised that there was no point for the time being, and I schedule to try again next Monday. when I got in though, the ultimate impossible happened - I went STRAIGT to bed, WITHOUT Boston Public!!!!!! Coming from me, that is totally psycho. I mean, me - Boston Public = Satan has captured Joel!! anywho, I am SO jealous of JF - he got the whole "Klink Family" thing going on his site, where I was most unsuccessful in acheiving. what's more is that he made reference to me going through something, and I am not sure what that 'something is.' anyways, check it out, it's on the bottom of this page. I'm glad I have my birthday coming up (On Nov. 3) to look forward to, kind of like a safety rope pulling me out of this dark whole. It's strange, because I have not been this (consecutively) depressed like this for a while.... ah, well! the plans for "The Ring" are going better then I thought, Jacquo Taco might be coming - I hope Amanda and him get along, let's hope they don't react like vinegar and baking soda ... or Laura and niceness. (BOOYA!!!) lol I just have to get the times for the movie, and send out a big-ass e-mail, I'll call tonight and get the times... I really don't know why I want to see that movie again anyways, I know I'll be ultra-traumatised again anyways. SO - this must be one, if not, the longest entries I have ever done... wow! so, anyways, thanks for reading all dis, and I'll update wednesday (or you never know.) bye now!!!
Fingers Sore and Stuff To Look Forward To,
Da Original Skanky J
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<joel> Allrighty, well, this is my third attempt to update yet again... (if you're reading this then I was obviously successful.) anywho, life has gotten better since my little old emotional breakdown, I mean, I'm normal and at school, so that's a start. I realised that I just need some time off, to try harder, to do better, and most of all, in the words of Eminem, "To put your mind to it." ya, so whatever, I' just typing away... I was cast as Mr. Darling in Peter Pan, (en passant) and the rest of the time I'll be a pirate, the ideas she has for the play are just ultra-fab, but SHHHH... they be top-secret!! btw, I can't believe that they're even CONSIDERING having practice this Thursday night... Halloween, I'd very much like to take Ben out trick-or-treating... and finally, the plans for my little "Birthday Movie Gathering" is taking form, so youpi! à demain, les biches!
Boy who's b-day is in 6 dayz,
JoeLee
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<joel> ...last night... emotional breakdown... oh my. it was mad. I told my parents to say I was unavailable to speak to anyone, and I went in my room and just like... wept for the longest time. The improbability of the situation going through (no better way to say it) is damned, Dot hates me, therefore I lost some good friends, and my marks from my teachers, I put out hope and get stupidity in return. My parents give me more pressure then... something that is pressureful... Ben is screaming his ass off right now, because Thomas is abusing him to the uttermost psychological and physical extent of his 4-year-old ability... I'm not helping, because it never does help. I tell Tom to stop, but he does it again. IMMEDIATELY. I am scared for Ben's health... nothing I can do though, because my parents are too busy, and I'm just a teenager. So you wonder how I put on this happy act? Hmm... me too.
Horrible family,
Joel.
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<joel> oh. my. God. I AM PISSED OFF AS FREAKING HELL AND I BELIEVE I AM GOING THROUGH SOME HORRIBLE GUY VERSION OF P M S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -pant-pant- omg never mind, I'm just in the weirdest situation, I can never tell anyone, ever, there's something inside of me fully willing to come out (omg... that also sounds very bad, like I'm coming out of the closet or something, CURSE the day that happens, although, God willing it never will) but more of an impossible crush, I'm sure you all know the feeling. it's just, omg, I'm f*cked, and it's not someone you know, guess allllll you want and think what you like but the truth could never come out of this, it's wayyy impossible. REALLY. God, I don't know what to with myself, spontaniaty (or however you spell it) seems to be at the core of my soul, sometimes wonderful, sometimes awful, awful to the worst degree, just refer to my first sentence to find out what I'm talking about. (temper-wise) and I don't care if you think you think you've got this figured out, or you know me well enough, it's just CAPUT! ok??? Nothing! Nada! EEEEErian! compris, les biches??? ah, bien! c'est dont bien fuckée, mon affaire, vraiment, c'est absolument FuCkÉe!!!
Fuckée en vie pour toujours,
Moi-même.
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<joel> I just wanted to post this poem I just created from a spiritual inspiration:
Praytell that my life be over,
Hath the world in which we live.
The willingness I had in me,
With age, is no longer in me to give.
My heart has been crushed
Far too many times
As a late adolescent,
My heart can no longer mime.
I must shout out to the heavens
Show the sky what I live,
Honestly, honestly, I tell you
I have not one further ounce to give.
The answer is always rejection,
From every interest and desire,
I feel inside of me,
I cannot find my fire.
I am gone,
I am depleated,
Have I, for the first time,
Been totally defeated?
...Or is there hope for me yet?
Could I possibly get along?
I will try perhaps just one more time,
To find just where I belong.
Poet who knew it,
Praytell, it's Joel
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