Montreal, Ontario?

As I'm sure the two readers of this know, I really really really dislike Avril Lavigne. Like, want to sock her in the face dislike.
She's like Paris Hilton stupid, only I'm sure Paris is aware she's stupid. Avril thinks she's smart. HA.

Anyway: this is from here: http://idontlikeyouinthatway.com/2008/04/avril-lavigne-is-really-stupid.html

"Fans at Avril Lavigne's Canadian homecoming were left stunned after the singer displayed an embarrassing lack of geographical knowledge. Lavigne, 23, shocked concertgoers at her Montreal show by incorrectly stating what province she was in. "I love you Montreal, I'm so happy to be back home...in Ontario, Canada," Lavigne said to the crowd. Montreal is actually a city in Quebec."

And Avril's FROM Canada!

Just so you know, Avril dropped out of school at 16 and said earlier that she wasn't going to go back because she didn't have to now that she's rich.

Like I said: "want to sock her in the face."

Stay in school, kids.

when the day met the night.

When I was little, I used to make up stories about how the world started, including one about when the moon and sun first met. It was midsummer, the time of the month when the moon rises earlier in the day and the sun meets it when it's about to set. They fell in love, of course, and had star babies.
The moon was a chill person, content to relax, while the sun was a bit of a busy bee, a little hyperactive.
Some kids from Vegas wrote a song about this. Good to know I wasn't the only child making up stories about things science had yet to teach me.

When the sun found the moon
She was drinking tea in a garden
Under the green umbrella trees
In the middle of summer

When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But her eyes saved his life
In the middle of summer

Good stuff. The whole story can be found in the song "When the day met the night" on Panic at the disco's new album.

luck?

So a dear friend, Ronnie, came back today from Iraq. Alive and well.
Another friend told me I must be a good luck charm or something because all of my family and friends who go off to war all come back unscathed.

It's that, a tendency to only make friends/be related to people who try their darndest to make it out alive and succeed or a tendency to only make friends who are lucky themselves.

Whatever it is, it would be pretty awesome to mass-produce it.

wtf?

So, I work at this library, and I found this book we have called "Pop-up Books" and I'm like "awesome!" So I open it up all excited, and bam! No pop-ups, simply a book about how to make pop-up books. Who makes a book about pop-up books with no pop-ups in it?!

lame.

time

Funny thing about time.

It's just a concept, but we can save, waste and loose it.

say what?

So, I'm in this class and she's going over the introduction to linguistics in a 300-level linguistics class and I feel like I've done all this before and I'm really very bored.

I'm thinking of how she's using language to lecture for a linguistics class and it's kind of cool and I wonder how someone who speaks a different language would teach the class, but I guess that doesn't matter because I don't know enough of another language to be able to understand the possible difference.

So now she's talking about the text-message/webernets language and how our generation has pretty much invented a new language. That's pretty awesome, I think. But I wouldn't really call it a new language, but maybe a new dialect of the world-not just English because I know this kid who's Japanese but can "lolomg" with the best of them-because it's not that they're new words, just really abbreviations of old ones.

I'm rambling and I wonder what the professor would have to say about rambling?

...

This is the break in the bend, this is the closest of calls, this is the rise and the fall, this is the change.


or something like that.

maybe.



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