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    <title>Chronologize This</title>
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    <lastBuildDate>Wed, 21 Jun 2006 01:25:01 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2006.</copyright>
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      <title>My Sidewalk is Long</title>
      <link>http://grimster.blogdrive.com/archive/10.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jun 2006 08:54:18 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Hey, I remember this.  It was a short blog, but my attention span for journals is that of a rodent's, so I guess I could've predicted this.  I haven't even written in my own journal lately.
I think it's funny how time passes, and you're kind of left in the dusk.  It's like, last year I was elated but miserable at the same time, but this year I'm just all-around content.  I GREATLY suffer in math now thanks to you, Prealgebra!  Socials didn't matter anyway, considering it had very little to do with Canadian government.  Biology...well, I could have benifitted from that.
But what I most... (more)</description>
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      <title>Until We Meet Again</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jul 2005 10:57:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Mom came into my room earlier while I was watching GTO.  She said they absolutely had to send back my poor iBook tomorrow, and I gave her that, &quot;You're killing me inside and I'll mourn for months&quot; face.  Maybe they're both aware of how much this laptop means to me.  Yeah, it means A LOT.  I love it to death and I'll hate to see it go...

I wish they had warned me last night or something so I would've been like, &quot;Shit, gotta copy everything onto blank discs!&quot; already.  I mean I have been but I still have a lot to burn and trash.  Half of me is prepared to give it away, the other half is... (more)</description>
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      <title>And I'm just a little insulted.</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 03 Jun 2005 05:56:32 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I just got done talking with Mandi (friend since kindergarten, she's a bit of a poseur but it's tolerable to a degree).  She gushed about how much she's going to miss her guy friends (Bronson, Nick, Greg, etc) when she has to leave for three days to go up-north...or something like that.  She was telling this to her friend of nine years who was about to be moving to an entirely different country in a matter of weeks.  Who would do that?  Who would boast about how much they're going to miss their friends, who they've only known for half a year, while they'll be gone for three days to a friend... (more)</description>
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      <title>Report Cards and Conspiring Fish</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2005 22:00:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I got my Quarter 3 report card...again.  Mom had asked for them to send ALLY'S report card from when she was enrolled the first semester, but they sent my report card...aagain.  Since I have it at hand now, I'll tell you my, er, 'grades' (I being incomplete and U being unsatisfactory):

Pre-Algebra:
Semester 1 - I
Quarter 3 - U
Notes: Well, that's only the be expected, though I am trying to get caught up.  Because Pre-Algebra is fairly easy, comprehensible, and makes it easy as Paris Hilton to cheat, I'll hopefully be done by...well, before school officially ends.  She never did get back to... (more)</description>
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      <title>A Separate Peace...of unrequited love?</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2005 09:38:58 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I think I may be enjoying A Separate Peace as much as I am because I secretly invision Gene and Finny as having a forbidden gay love for each other.  It's so there.  &quot;Gene, you're my best friend,&quot; Finny sighed, curled in a cocoon of his sand dune.  Gene furrowed his brows and kept silent.  'I couldn't say anything because the truth might have come out...that is I love you, Finny!  Please accept my undying passion for you!' Gene thought with a frustration in his loins.

I don't know why people trash the book like they do.  I mean, sure, I didn't really enjoy The Great Gatsby because I HAD to... (more)</description>
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      <title>Sadness to the peak of Happiness</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 23 May 2005 04:10:53 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>And it never stops hurting.

Dad didn't actually come that evening.  That was Mom pulling into the driveway and after she got in she called Dad.  He said somebody fried a hospital's phone lines so they had to replace and rewire all of the phones and such, so he wouldn't be home until seven or so.  I thought, well, there goes my weekend and told Cass what went down while she was away.  I left my comp. for a while.  Later Dad came home and asked if I still wanted to go down, because Mom and him were going to be going down to Milwaukee anyway to pick up their pot.  I said no, because I figured... (more)</description>
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      <title>Here I am.</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2005 23:41:15 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Yeah, like it's MY fault my dad is an irresponsible dick.  I logged on AIM at 5:15 to tell Cassandra, &quot;Welp, my dad isn't here yet, so I'll be a while, okay?&quot; but she IMed me before I did, pissed off.  Yesterday she told me to be there between like 3-4:30, and I thought she meant at minimum, like she had to be somewhere before then.  Well today she tells me that she has to watch over Deja, THAT'S why I had to be early, something she DIDN'T tell me yesterday so like it's my fault I didn't tell me dad it was rather vital what time I'm supposed to be there!  And I've been TRYING to call him like... (more)</description>
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      <title>I'm going to fail American Gov.  Kill yourself.</title>
      <link>http://grimster.blogdrive.com/archive/3.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2005 10:19:32 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>School ends in two weeks for me.  Well, *technically* three weeks, but if it's all the same.  I don't think I'll mind not having a summer to myself and the other Stooges again because this entire year has practically been a vacation all in itself, but it'll sort of suck.  Like, &quot;Oh, you're on your vacation now, huh?  Welp, I'm packing yet AGAIN this summer and even moving to another country in the midst of this humidity!  It'll probably take three days to drive to our destination as well and to top it all off I have to give away what's been my best friend all year long, good ol' iBook. ... (more)</description>
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      <title>Canadia and the Hormonal Whirlwind</title>
      <link>http://grimster.blogdrive.com/archive/1.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2005 08:53:46 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>My life isn't all that interesting; as if that's supposed to catch your attention and keep you from clicking out of this blog.  I'm a home-schooled 9th grade student who doesn't do her work, wastes her days by reading scanlations she's downloaded off manga sites, does NOT get out much at all, lives an hour and a half away from all her friends (who don't really seem like they mind my existence much anyway), and plans on failing American Gov. because she'll be moving to Canada in a matter of months.

July 6th: Mom set the date.  Whoa, mind-blow, huh?  Ya see, I'm REALLY behind in Prealgebra.  I... (more)</description>
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