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January 30, 1999

I'm updating early today cuz I gotta go babysit tonight. I haven't babysat these kids in a while, so this should be fun. I'll bring along a Monkees tape, it'll be great.

Alright, here's a question. Why on *earth* do I listen to a Top 40 station? All I do is make fun of all the songs, because they are all so stupid it's ridiculous. I've heard this Britney Spears song 4 times today, and it's not even 4 o'clock yet. Geez.

My dad is an asshole. Just thought you might like to know that. I'm trying to tell my little brother a funny story, and my jerkass dad starts yelling something at me from the other room. He thought he was being funny for some reason. He is an IDIOT. Then I was all pissed, and not in the mood to finish the story. Asshole.

I've had these terrible migraines all week, and I hate it. I've been getting migraines since I was about 11, and they usually come around this time of year for some reason. Last year I had to miss a whole week of school because I was physically/mentally crippled from the pain. I'm not exaggarating at all, either. I couldn't move from the couch for about 6 or 7 days. I was totally delerious the whole time, and I didn't eat or get up or anything the whole time. I was a vegetable. I was actually comatose. I don't remember much since I was so out of it, but I do remember that my mum had turned the telly on for me before she left for work. I had been unconcious at the time, and she had that E! channel on. Well anyway I woke up, and since I couldn't move, I was forced to watch whatever was on. The show happened to be Playmates of the 70's, which was followed by Playmates of 80's and Playmates of 90's. It was hell. I finally managed to make myself sleep, because I couldn't bear to watch that godawful cacosh. I now know WAY more about Hugh Heffner than I ever wanted to.


"You won't shite as I fiddle abite!"
-Keith Moon as Uncle Ernie

January 29, 1999

Just want to announce that today I am officialy 16 and 1 month. Are you excited? I am. That means I'm just a little bit closer to getting my license. Not that I'll be able to get it until I take driver's training, which I can't take until they have night classes. Argh.

I don't really have anything of use to say today. This day was bad, and I don't want dwell it...so I'm not going to go on about it. I refuse to do that, cuz it just makes me upset all over again. So let's find a new topic...

Psychology has got to be the most entertaining subject in the world. Ok, maybe I'm a little biased since that is my future job...but seriously! What is more fascinating than the way the human mind works? I can't think of a single thing. Right now I'm taking Child Development & Psychology as this semester's elective. We haven't really started yet, but it is really interesting. Everyone else in my class hates it, and says there is too much reading and writing. How lazy can you possibly be?! It isn't even like it's a boring subject! See if it was something like biology, I would be complaining too; because bio sucks, and everyone knows that.

I am really really really tired right now. I don't have anything else to write about. Necesito ir al cuarto pronto. Jim Morrison is hot. Just thought you might like to know that. Ok I'm getting delerious now, so I better go. Tomorrow I am going to actually update the site. Amazing stuff.


January 28, 1999

I can't even begin to tell you how glad I am it's almost the weekend...do you know how much I get screwed up when the semester switches??? I now have all my classes I used to have in the morning in the afternoon, and my afternoon classes are in the morning. So I'm sitting in like, Spanish, for example. So I'm sitting there, all happy because I'm about to go home. Then it dawns on me that it's only second period of the day, and I have quite a few classes left. Grrr. Also, I have all my really boring classes long period now. Those would be health, Geometry, English, and Biology. Why the HELL is that period so long?? It was a lot longer before actually, because they were rebuilding the cafateria. But now the time is back to normal. Anyway, long period is stupid. Tomorrow I get to have biology long...as if the class isn't bad enough already, without being almost 2 hours. I hate science. I always have. It started in 1st grade. My science teacher all through elementary school *was* satan. She was southern, and her accent was SOOOO stupid. I'm not saying people from the South have stupid accents, but hers sure was. Her eyebrows were painted on, and sometimes they would be smuged...and don't even TRY to tell me that was her real hair, she was totally wearing a wig. She was the meanest teacher ever. She used to yell at everyone, and she hit a few kids too. But they couldn't fire her, because I went to the most retarded piece of madra school ever, and they were just totally retarded. They wouldn't let me into the advanced learning program, even though I had a higher average and IQ then all the people in it...just because I'm a girl. Goddamn idiots. I'm still pissed about that, in case you couldn't tell. Well anyway, enough rambling for today. My migraine is coming back anyway.

School blows,


January 27, 1999

Ok, what the HELL was I talking about yesterday??!? Today the new semester started, and all my classes were screwed up again. Great. I also got my exam grades...let's not even go there. They weren't *that* bad, but they are far from the work I usually do. I'm happy with my English and Spanish ones, and my US History Honours one was ok too...but the other ones make me sick.

You know what sucks? When you go to a concert, and everyone is all into it, and they are all singing along and stuff... and you don't know any of the songs. I hate that. It happens to me ALL the time, too. In August I went to the Beastie Boys concert. I think they're cool, but I don't really know any of their songs. I went with my cousin and her boyfriend, and they really like them. So like, *everyone* is singing and stuff...and I couldn't even tell ya the name of the song. Then in October I went to Mixfest in Boston with some online friends. The Barenaked Ladies were the main performers, and everyone was all into them. Again, I knew like none of their songs. Actually, I did know a few of theirs...but everyone else knew every freaking word to "One Week", and I am standing their like a moron. Not that I actually *want* to know all the words to "One Week", but you get what I'm saying.

Comedy Central pisses me off sometimes. Like how they took "Whose Line Is It Anyway?" off. Hello? Are you on crack, CC?? That was the best show you had, morons! Sure, they have the new version on ABC now and everything...well that is no excuse. The new version does not even compare with the original. Maybe it's because I have a thing for all things British...I don't know. All I know is that CC is stupid, and I want my WLIIA back, damnit!


January 26, 1999

My classes are back to normal now...what a tiring day. Exams should be *before* vacation, geez. That way people remember the material, and get a freakin' BREAK after exams. For the love of ivy! Well at least my school has half days during exam week...it's actually a pretty cool schedule. You go to take an exam at 7:40, and if you only have the early exam you can leave at 10. Or you can go in late to take the second exam. It's hard to explain, but it's cool, trust me.

I have the most annoying song in my head right now. It's so random, too. It's the theme song from the 80's cartoon Bionic Six. The only part I know goes "bionic, bionic SIX! (ooOO, ooOO)". It is totally driving me batty.

In other news, the Roger Daltrey album I won on Ebay came in the mail today. I haven't gotten a chance to listen yet, though. I'll put it in that stack of my records that are waiting to be heard.

Bionic, bionic six! ooOO, ooOO;


January 25, 1999

Do you ever want to just pick up your computer and chuck it through the window? I do. A lot. Like right now, for instance. I've restarted about 4 times since I've gotten home, at quarter past 4. GRRRR. Anyway, enough of that.

One of the most annoying groups of people on this planet are those people who have no courage at all. Those people who will accuse you of things behind your back constantly, but are too chicken to say anything to your face. Ok, what the hell? If you are so sure that this person did something to you, get some balls and say something, damnit! Because if you don't, you either A.) know you are wrong, or B.) are seriously without one ounce of courage. One thing I will never do on my page is name people in particular, because that would totally make me a member of the group I was just talking about; so I am not going to say who or what is involved here...but someone I know is a member of this group, making them one of the most worthless people on this planet. That's all I'll say, because I have to go make a phone call now.


PS: Why is it that I am yet again watching wrestling as I update this page???

January 24, 1999

It's days like this that make me wish I was not a woman. I won't go into it, but I feel like cacosh, however the hell you spell that. You'd think by this point in time, they would've made some pill that can help these things, but they really haven't. Sure, they have Midol, Pamprin, etc...guess what? None of those actually work! They are totally placebos, and they are WAY overpriced.

Does anyone remember those little health education movies you had to watch in like, 5th grade? Did anyone else have to watch that pancake one? If you did, you will know what I mean when I say that I have NEVER been able to eat pancakes after that. I really did not need to see a model of the female reproductive system made out of bisquick, thanks.

As I am sitting here typing this, my dad and my little brother are watching wrestling. Ok, what the hell is up with the new resurgence of wrestling??? I know it's been around for a looooong time, but all of a sudden, it's being shoved down my throat. I just don't get the attraction to a bunch of sweaty, flabby men in their forties rolling around in their underwear...but hey, that's just me. The sad thing is that almost every guy at my school watches it. Last time I checked I was in high school, but whatever....

Raw is War,


January 23, 1999

Hullo there. This is the page on here that'll be update every single day...I know I will regret saying this, but at least now I won't feel so bad about not updating, right? Right. Ok, enough of that. On to something interesting...ok, got one.

You know what is really annoying? When your whole family thinks it's "cute" that you made a webpage, and they somehow get a lonk to it and visit it...ok, I bet half my family will read this because they like to look at it for some reason. Now there are some people in my family I don't mind looking at my page...like my cousins. They are cool, and I couldn't care less if they saw it. But my aunts, and my mum...please! Why do they even want to look at it?? It isn't anything they would find interesting, and there is stuff on here they just don't have any business reading. I tried to explain this to my mum, but then she pulled the old "well if you don't want me to look at it, maybe there is something on there that's bad, and I *should* look at it!". What the hell, mum?! That is just plain stupid, and it is some kind of parental trick for being nosey. I vow to never use that one on my child (if I ever have one), and if I do, you have my permission to give me a blosha (that is a smack, for those of you who don't know Portuguese). I will probably get a whole mailbox full of email from my family now about how rude I am or something, but they'll get over it.

Hope y'all enjoy this page, feel free to email me about anything I write (unless you are my family...in which case, please stop reading my page!).

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