So a minute ago I was enjoying a before bed internet session when all of a sudden it disconnected. I was so absolutely scared, I picked up the fax machine phone to find that there was no dial tone (I live too far in the boonies to have high speed) I was going to flip
cause I thought that this was another one of those no phone for three days things. So I was frantically contemplating how to break to news to my parents without having my dad think that icq messes up the phone line (he thinks that if anything goes wrong it's icq's fault) so making sure my information was correct I walked in to the kitchen to check that phone, and it worked. What happened? being my *active* self I was fidgeting with the wires under the desk with my feet and unplugged the phone cord.

Oh right, so yesterday I was working and I pick up the phone and it's the dishman's 300lb wife (the guy who told me I needed a spanking) and she said "Can I please talk to Hot sex" I was like "pardon me?" ('cause I thought she said something tex, and I could make fun of him for it, no this was not the case) so then she said it agian and giggled. I am/was tramatized.

Got so much done this morning... all before some of you even woke up. This morning my brother and I set up the tramp, then we cleaned up the random branches all over the yard and had a bomb fire, then my sis and I cleaned the leaves out of the pool. maybe next weekend we'll plant grass over my dad's pumpking plots so that we can have a larger soccer field, and then pull the weeds out of the sand volleyball pit. I love summer.

So the super cute guy at work was working tonight (the one with the nice features, including his torso) and I was being my innocent of so suddle self and was talking to him. But you see, Tim (this 45 yr old... not the butt smacker.) already told him what I thought of him (I should just keep my mouth shut) but I didn't know this. So I was just talking and everything was fine and then he was like "I was told to ask you about your tattoo" Good thing I wasn't eating 'cause I definatly would have choked. "ahh.. I have to go... umm... work" I was out of there soo fast. AND THEN from then till close. (like an hour) every time I saw him he was all harassing me. It was embarrassing.

SO today I went to work, (AND completely saw 2 guys that work there for the summer, university students) I have worked at sunripe for the past 20 months, and have worked every single thurday, except 3, one of those was today. I wasn't aware of this because my week was so hectic I didn't bother taking a good look at the schedule. Meh... day off. But that does mean that I have to work tomorrow.

But anyways.. the new guy at work has chin length curly hair!! so impressed, and the guy that works cash has definate features, kinda a dark face. love it. What is with these highschool kids and cutting their hair? seriously

So my sister turned 15 today.

do you ever get a twitch in your muscles. like when you're nervous, about stuff, (boys) like you're waiting for them to say something 'cause you just put yourself at risk and you want to be comforted with their answer but you just don't know.

wow it's been ages since I felt this way. how does it happen? it's like boys as a sexual being completely fall off the face of the earth for like 6 months, well... 2 months for real, 6 months in general. It's like all the people around me were (that thing where they're not female or male, like the person on fantasia 2000, I'm not going to fool anyone into thinking that I'm smart by looking it up, I'm just going to come strait and say that I have no idea what it is) and then like this week it was like "LORD JESUS he's hot!"

So it's birthday week at the Willemse house, man alive, cake icing is just too sweet for me. And I had NO idea that they made BROWNIE CAKES!!!! wow. it just doesn't compare to the quality of the sunripe white on chocolate combination.

And I do have icq, today I was informed by two *intellingent* individuals about the power of the right click.

More importantly.. I have NO homework tonight!!!! It is the most academically exciting thing ever!

And last night I played 2 on 2 basketball with my sibs instead of studying for my physics test. So this morning I didn't finish the last set of review questions (6) and thought that I would be okay. No I wasn't, but it really doens't matter 'cause to keep my scholarship at Westren I only need my eng/phys average to be 74. and besides worrying about something doesn't do anything but waste your thinking time.

So my sister downloaded the new icq... and then my brother went on, and we can't switch it out of his, so then my sister tried to re-download icq, no success, so now I am icqless.. which is okay 'cause it was a bad habit anyways. besides the people that I don't get to see at school are either coming home next week or have a blog page. Well... almost all of them, I will live.

My sister and I went swimming today. Yes it is 75 deg outside, and 59 deg in my pool, meh. it was refreshing

"Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship - never." - Charles Caleb Colton

which I feel is true 'cause you still *love* the person, it's just a different kind of love.

OR you hate them 'cause he/she is a lying bastard and completely played you.

So we had a band practice tonight, even though it's not allowed because it's sunday an I go to a catholic school. I drove the hate music kid home and I was crazy and super pumped because of the issue that I solved(won) at band. So we were completely laughing and talking and yelling the whole way home (25min) and then when we got to his driveway he was still talking to me, he wasn't getting out of the car. I had stopped talking and was just listening thinking that he would get a hint and get out. Then he stops talking, his hand are folded and set between his legs. He's fidgetting with his fingers, looking down. Then he looks up at me, completely thinking that we had bonded and that he should say something, all I'm thinking is please get out of my car. I swear on my life he was comtemplating kissing me. He's 16, and thats not everything, its just not right at all. So he looks at me, and I say "this IS your house right" (of course it is, I've been driving him home twice a week since september, but never before in the dark) he kinda jumped up 'cause I think i interupted his train of thought "yeah, yeah it is......(pause, looks down at his feet).. yeah well, ahh thanks for the ride"
"bye mitchell"

I played mom yesterday. The parents of the family that I babysit on occasion went out of town. As a result I babysat for 21 hours. It would have gone quite smoothly if Ryall didn't puke all over the bathroom floor. meh, cleaning up kid's vomit is just a part of life, but usually when they're your own kids.
AND we were watching cartoons togther (I was actually doing physics review on conservation of motion) and there was this sailor moon comercial and they were rhyming names. They got to Venus and said "nothing rhymes with venus except something I can't say on TV" this was on teletoon! sick sick sick, as if kids don't already learn soon enough.

So I got a HUGE package from westren today. I got accepted to my programs. It's looks like thats where I'm going because my english teacher did not come through with my 2%.

So this girl at work was telling me today that she had just broken up with her boyfriend (actually he broke up with her) and he was a DJ, a retro DJ and all they play at work it 80's mucis at work. AND she said that she knew that it was coming because HE's MARRIED! he's separated though. Then she was talking later and was like "I just can't be alone" I felt bad for her because her boyfriend broke up with her, I felt even worse because she was looking for comfort in me. Which I would, but I'm emotionally inept. I tried my hardest, but didn't say anything truly comforting, I couldn't lie. What I really wanted to say "you idiot! you set yourself up! who's 19 and gets involved with a married man" but I didn't. And I completely don't understand the not being able to be alone thing. I don't want to offend anyone, so if you think that you might be offended. stop reading.
people that feel the need to be in a relationship are insecure. No one *needs* a girl/boyfriend. You just want someone who *loves* you and makes you feel important. This is strictly opinion though, so don't go throwing your stats that you dug up at me.

I think it's so cute when boys beat thier chests over blogvoices, so male. I have no idea how to link you to the actually voice. I don't even know if that's possible, but if you read kev's blogs it's the one from this morning.

I left my everday cover on the kitchen table. My mom says to me "Anna is this your David Matthews CD?"

I got my formal dress today, it's long, black and extreamly tight. perfect

I'm going to clean my room this morning, wish me luck

Oh right, in case you were wondering, I stopped throwing myself around 'cause my sister starting going to my school, so now I try to be a *role model*. Not because I found other means.

I am a good catholic girl with strong christian morals

So okay, this might make absolutely no sense, but this is the only way to describe this.

I few years ago (okay probably about 18 months) highschool was completely about seeing how many things I could raise in a day. My friend and I would just run around school making sure we encountered most of the boys on our list, and the entire day was like a game, only we were actually playing with boy's heads. Yes we were cruel, but seriously we were young and had a huge abundance of horomones. Since we were *religious*, excessive flirting was the only escape. (well at least for me, my friend eventually found a serious b/f an well.... she didn't do much flirting last year) It was like the biggest high ever and I would end the day being uncontrollably happy seriously unable to contain myself. Then I'd just smile as large as possible, and take deep breaths and be really figity and play with my hair lots.
I feel this same way with my new found power and when I watch sad movies with happy endings.

I can delete people's voices!!! sooo excited to put this to use. but don't get suspicious, if I feel your voice is acceptable (which if you are 18 or older/are a friend of mine, it will be) I won't delete it (I think that I have eliminated all persons but one) sooo excited though, have to go to the neighbours for Easter dinner. I have to drive there, they live 4km away, but yes they are my neighbours.

I failed miserably in attempting to retrieve my archives. In the process I deleted and re-installed my blogvoices. But that's okay, it got rid of the people that have something to say about everything, but really you just wish that they would never talk.

Today our meals had a theme. Burnt. but that's okay, it wasn't on purpose really.

I also like sitting in my sister's pier 1 chair while eating fudge sundays (no, they're really my icecream/pudding/whip cream creation in a sunday glass) and watching disney movies. Today I watched Fantasia 2000, twice and Tarzan, they are great movies. So is the Tigger movie, but didn't watch that today, these little children I babysit own it. I watch it after I put them to bed.

I like watching basketball.

M&M's are good, but I still like smarties better.

We had a fish fry tonight. mmmmm soo much garlic

So also today I was informed that the younger students (gr 10 and down) are completely obsessed with my little sister and all they do is talk about how hot she is. This isn't new news. BUT today I was also informed (this is second hand) that a few gr 10's were talking and they concluded that "Lydia is sooo hot! Her sister is hot too, but not as hot."

EXCUSE ME? they didn't even use my name!!!! I am so extreamly not insulted though, seriously some people just don't appreciate my unique beauty. I have way more to say about this, but those of you that don't know me well are going to be completely confused.

I seriously am not that self-centered, seriously.

Today in physcis I got to hear a tone deaf guy sing Brown Eye Girl. I know it sounds mean.. but it's not I swear. The only reason that I knew it was that song was because he was taking requests. You couldnt' even make out the words 'cause he sorta talks funny, when I first met him I thought that it was becasue of his braces, but he doesn't have braces anymore. meh.. anyways it was entertaining, for more people than myself.

Oh and today I talked to my english teacher and *suggested* that she include participation in the mid-term marks 'cause that would give me 4% 'cause I'm miss pariticipater. She didn't include it 'cause it lowers most students marks, these students being gr 12's whom don't give TWO POOS what their mid-term marks are! Seriously can't she be slightly compassionate? She also didn't include the Stone Angel questions (I got perfect) because she didn't "feel that it reflected our english ability"
Bite my a$$. seriously.

Anyways I tried to persuay her to include on of these to give me my 2% But unfortunately she's very stubborn and didn't feel that my "how could you do this to an innocent pure individual like myself?" smile had no effect.

So I just got home. I worked tonight (I always work on tuesday's 'cause I'm the only one that can do bagel bags fast enough) and we had a zillion cookies and cakes to do. Finished 7:30. Then I went to *tutor* really I just go over the the Annings and talk to Ginny (the mom) and draw Sarah a title page. She's smart in math she doesn't need a tutor. So I though, yeah I'll be in and out 'cause I'm usually there for about 40 min to an hour. NO.... Two hours later. I couldn't leave, Sarah had a lot of questions, and then Ginny made me juice, and then Gary came home, and then Ginny offered me pasta with home-made tomato sauce with cheese, I couldn't just leave!
So then I went to go pick up my sister at a friends. (yes she went out on a school night! my parents aren't home) and I was super late and she had thought that I had forgotten her again (I've only done it twice in 6 months, seriously!)
So I'm super pressed for time 'cause I have to look for pictures for my english project, and I would like to do my physics lab eventhough it's not due. BUT then my brother told me I got this large package in the mail. My Queen's acceptance to the Bachelor of Science program. So I figured I had time to blog.

Why do homework for a class that you have a 75 in? soo frustrating. I guess I could go to administration and cry, forcing them to give me another 6%, but I don't play the game that way. I really would only like 2% anyways.

I sorta didn't fix my archives

So I got my mid-term marks back, If I get into engsci at UofT it'll be by the end my toenails, but then do I really want to do all that work anyways? meh, I could always get married and have a family. Or win cash for life and adopt mentally/physically challenged children. We'll see.

Kara has thoughts!

And my team signed my shirt (it wasn't actually MY jersey, just a shirt from the same center that they gave away at the banquet last night) it's great. I'm going to wear it every day of my life, even though it is from the late 80's.

SO I played my last game. I didn't cry. I never cry. Especially about ringette, 'cause I don't care about it and it isn't a huge part of my life.


we won the championship

So I had a ringette banquet tonight. I cried. In front of 600 people. I couldn't help it. I was making a little thank-you speech and a few words of encouragment. I had written them down, but the decided to do it ad-lib. So anyways.. I was like five word s in

"As Betty-Ann said before, this is my 11th (sniff) year ..... with the association... It (long pause.. bite lip, deep breath) It's... (squeeze eyes shut).. (whisper) it's also my last." then the president was like "if you didn't hear that she said that it's also he last" and then I went in and said my thank-yous... at the end I got a standing O from the entire association. I put over half the senior players into tears. It was sad... saying good-bye, this is just the begining.

So I worked in the back with Big Kathy and David making cookies today.....

Q: What's better than roses on your piano?
A: tulips on your organ

Since I am very innocent I have no idea what this means.

I had a break down today.... first I was like, yeah, mom bought a lot of chocolate pudding, my pledge is over. So I went and got a chocolate pudding, SOOOO GOOD!! that was just the beginning, I was on a roll.. after reflecting on the goodness of my no-name pudding I raced to the basement to get the neopolitan ice cream I found earlier this week. I had another chocolate pudding with my bowl of ice cream, that was increadably delicious, sinful almost. I thought that it was over and that I would be able to contain myself. Then I went grocery shopping. They had mini eggs on sale... 3/.99! such a deal! so here I am sucking on my mini eggs, and I got a caramilk egg, (caramilk are my favourite!) so I have no will power, easter is next weekend. good luck to me.

where did my archives go?

reading other poeples blogs makes me miss them.

So, your probably wondering where I went? okay maybe not, but just in case you cared/noticed here goes.
As you probably know my parents aren't around, they may or may not be overseas. Day 1 was fine, everything went smoothly, the morning of day 2 was good 'cept I went for a bike ride that morning and my sweat froze. Anyways I arrive home from Jazz band, after dropping lyd's friend off, so it was a little after 5. My sis goes to make plans for thurs (we had a half day)..... phone's dead. Great, just peachy.


So for those of you that are familular with toronto and not my house (which is everyone) I measured a relationship. Let's say that you live on Eglinton, b/w Yonge and Avenue. Now, picture all building from the Exibition place to the 401/don valley pkwy intersection gone. Keep about 30... I do have SOME neighbours. Now take out all the meaning streets like glengrove, and others. All the roads are gravel, 'cept yonge, bloor, and the 401. no traffic lights, just 50cm stop signs at every intersection on the roads that travel north to south. Now take away ALL your phone lines.

and if that isn't enough... my parents took their vehicles and hid them (which is acceptable 'cause I was SO planning on driving them). Yesterday my Reliant proved itself to be not-so-reliable, and wouldn't start, fortunately I have encountered this before and was able to temporarily fix it, but now I have no car. So I called the hotel and left a message, if everything works out I'll be driving my Dad's dakota for the next 4 days.

So this week is sorta like a test week hey... My parents aren't around and I can do whatever the heck I want. Is my homework getting done? yes, but not at the hour that it should be. Oh well.... maybe later this week I'll show more responsiblity.

And NO Einstien was never physically over my head. but no worries, it's all better, apricots are the key to the special theory of relativity.

1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to have chocolate. (try for more than once but less than 10)

2. Multiply this number by 2 (Just to be bold)

3. Add 5. (for Sunday)

4. Multiply it by 50 (being a bit stupid)

5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1751....
If you haven't, add 1750 ..........

6. Now subtract the four digit year that you were born. (if you remember)

You should have a three digit number .....

Einstien is waaaay over my head.

So my parents are leaving for a few, and they told us that we could do whatever the heck we wanted, and have as many people over as we wanted, as long as we respect eachother, and if someone's friend is bothering on of us, they have to leave. That's it. Are we going to have poeple over? no, definitly too lazy, and the pools not open yet

So This morning I went to church with my brother, and we just randomly sat in any old pew, no, we definitly picked the wrong one. Pig farmers, with kids. Not only did they skip their morning shower, but I don't think they have a personal space bubble AND the little kid was stepping on my shoe laces all the way up the aisle. Which was sorta my fault 'cause I should have done up my laces.

So last night I was trying to get in some blogging, 'cept my cat was on my lap and rubbing his head under my chin, making it difficault to type fast, anyways, I finally finished... pressed P&P and blogger went down.

Lyd "You know what dumb? when people buy sweatshirts that look like GAP ones, but say BAP on them"
Me "Lyd, her sweatshirt says BANFF"