monifa

in a town with nothing to do....

Sun, 14 Mar 2004 04:26:54 GMT

i've come to the realization that the teenagers in the united states of america and very uninformed on the ways of real living. they make themselves out to be "big all out party go-ers" in the movies, but really, they know nothing of the matter. they sit at home on the weekends with their families. i think going to church on sunday mornings is the highlight of the weekend, mostly because the whole town goes so its the only occurance on the weekend that involves spending quality time with people of your own age group, other than the time you went to the parking lot of sonic and hung out for a few minutes with the random hick kids that are your friends, before parting your separate ways, promising to call one another if you hear of any fights, because that, of course, is another source of excitment in this god forsaken town. other than that the shopping is wonderful...but get me the hell out of here.
QUEBEC HERE I COME...for some real partying, we'll show them how we do it.

My Life is OVER.

Thu, 19 Feb 2004 16:01:29 GMT

Yesterday was a sad sad day in the life of monica. only marcel knows why. i wont tell anyone else, i just feel too stupid and sad. and now hes poking my arm to try to remember what he was going to say. it cant be true. i know it isnt, all the facts point to NO, which in my opinion is a very good thing for me, so lets just all try to believe it isnt true and my life will be happy again. haha i'm sick i know it, but love it a little bit at the same time. what am i ever going to do with myself? marcel says getting out and doing crazy thing will make my life better, i'm not so sure i agree, but maybe in time i will give it a try. do i worry about what other people think too much??? probably. is there anything i can do about that? not really, unless i can get a personality change, or a little alcohol, either will do. I think i just know how to let loose and have fun, i'm always worried someone is staring at me. So, i think i might go over and talk to rob now... (i think he desires my hot ass!! Not likely though i think it's my hair and the many rings i wear. So, pancakes eh? i think they're delicous, please excuse me while i go have some, with berries and maple syrup mmmmmmmmm.

So, here i am in the library, megan just walked by and i can clearly see her boobs in her striped shirt,) all i can say is HELLO!! shes hot and i love her. BFF! haha and i now feel like i am in grade eight again and very babysitters club-ish! BEST FRIENDS FOREVER, oh my.

Marcel is a meanie.

Mon, 16 Feb 2004 14:32:04 GMT

So I came in this morning and the first thing I do is run to the new caf to see what an amazing job Marcel did, feeling highly impressed I sought out to find him. When I did find him, not only did he give me a terrible hug, but he also insulted me and told me to shut up. I was surprised and shocked, but mostly hurt. I felt my eyes tearing up, but tried my hardest not to let him see. Never let them see you cry. My heart is broken, that is all I have to say.

Valentines Day...and my first entry.

Sun, 15 Feb 2004 04:53:14 GMT

Woke up at an un-godly hour of the morning to my sister and her best friend showing me their best cheer smiles and begging for help with their hair (as if i hadn't helped enough last night with the 2 hours i spent) oh the joy of my life. They had interrupted my most recent dream of ice fishing and hacky sac, which is more unfortunate than you could know, seeing as how I am trying to figure out why I keep having these dreams, and I figure during one of these dreams sometime soon it will become apparent to me - well APPARENTLY this dream was not that dream. Anyways,I couldn't quite understand why I was up in the middle of the night (yes, in my weekend world 5:15 am IS the middle of the night) to do their hair, and when I questioned this, my sister explained that the border was going to take forever to cross because "everyone" was going to their cheerleading competition in Buffalo, therefore it is necessary to leave 60 hours early. Thanks Katie, Love you too. So this explains how I knew quite early, that today, was definitely not my day.
The rest of the day is kind of a blur, I actually can't remember what I did or said up until when Ryan came over.
The one highlight of my day was Ryan coming to visit me and bringing me roses. No one has ever brought me any kind of flowers, nevermind roses, EVER unless you count family - and I don't, so needless to say it meant a lot, so thanks. Then he left and my life went back to the meaningless thing that it is and I dealt with the 60 million children running and screaming around my house quite calmly, in my opinion, and here I am. 11:35 pm and I have nothing to show for my Valentines day except for dark circles under my eyes and beautiful roses in my room. I LOVE MY LIFE. and now, I am going to sleep.
Todays Theme Song: "Down" by Something Corporate. Good song, take a listen.
*bighugsandsloppykisses* (yes mick, i am stealing your line)
G'night!