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5 Random Quotes That Will Rock Your World- "I am a feminist, and I define myself: Be yourself, because if you can get away with it, that is the ultimate feminist act." Liz Phair (musician, feminist)
- "I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal." Jane Austen (writer)
- No, this is how it works —
You peer inside yourself You take the things you like And try to love the things you took And then you take that love you made And stick it into some Someone else's heart Pumping someone else's blood And walking arm in arm You hope it don't get harmed But even if it does You'll just do it all again." "On The Radio" by Regina Spektor - "Practice. I used to sit on the edge of my bed with a six-pack of Schlitz Malt talls. My brother would go out at 7pm to party and get laid, and when he'd come back at 3am, I would still be sitting in the same place, playing guitar. I did that for years — I still do that." God, I mean Eddie Van Halen (the greatest guitarist ever)
- Thoughts of you warm my bones
I'm on the way, I'm nearly home Let's get lost, me and you An ocean and a rock is nothing to me "An Ocean and a Rock" by Lisa Hannigan
Maybe they didn't rock your world, but they mean something to me. Get some sleep, The soon to be sixteen year old Brooke P.S. Follow me on twitter: http://twitter.com/BD_93 | | |
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The Pens Won!!! WOOOOOOOOT!!!!!
That is all. :)
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5 Random Things About My Family: - Laura is the oldest at 21. Trevor is next at 20. Then there's me. Lastly, there's Tana who is eight-ish. She's also a cat and quite mean. I loathed the day she came because I wasn't the baby anymore, yet I'm still called baby.
- I hear all the time how much I look like my mom. Even my mom says sometimes it's like looking into a mirror...except the mirror shows you as 30 years younger. A few times I get that I look like my siblings, more Laura, but I don't see it as much.
- I've always been close with Trevor. Playing video games or street hockey, he was always hanging out with me when we were young, even still today(though we don't really go outside anymore). Laura and I weren't close when we were younger. I was the typical younger sibling who wanted to apart of everything she did, she wanted me to be a boy. Overall, we're closer now, but she still wishes I was a boy.
- My mom is crazy, but in a really funny way. Then again if you do anything bad to either us kids, she'll probably rip your head off(if it's bad enough) or hate you. She once told me that if anyone ever killed one of us, she'd kill them and wouldn't care about going to jail. Hey, it's a motherly instinct.
- We're more alike than we are different. We're all kind of quiet and shy when you first meet us, but once we're comfortable, we'll take your ear off. I notice that Laura has the same social quirks, like talking in a higher pitched voice to be polite, or talking really quickly. Trevor and I both say 'yeah' and 'okay' way too much. Really all your social behaviors are developed at a young age, so most of it will come from your family. Of course you pick up things from your friends, but that's more of a growing up thing.
Two blogs in the last two days because I felt my life was cheating on my lj by not posting for awhile. Stay fresh, -Brarry Dotter | | |
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In less than one month, I will be sixteen. That seems really crazy to me. I don't know why, but sixteen seems a lot older than fifteen. Maybe it's cause I'm getting my license and a job. My mom says that sixteen isn't old and that I'll feel really old at eighteen. I think she's just hinting that I shouldn't act like an adult. Parents are so paranoid sometimes.
I need school to be over. I have three projects to finish and I think my teacher is giving us a math assignment. I won't panic or be the person who breaks down in tears, I'll just avoid playing Sims 3 at all costs. Darn it, now I want to play Sims 3. Telling myself not to think about something just makes me think about it more.
As for my exams...well, they're exams. Careers is simple, I just have a mock interview and he said the only thing I need to work on is the fact that I talk too much with my hands? Then there's my French exam. Man I hate french, I think there's some correlation between not being able to speak it and me not being able to understand accents of pretty much any kind. Then my math exam, which will be hard because I don't remember the stuff we learned in the beginning(and I totally bombed the test today, well the application part, at least I only got 1.5 wrong on the other one). Then there's business, which I'll ace if I finish my project.
I am currently watching Game Six of the Stanley Cup finals. Pens must win, I am not going through what I went through last year freaking again. While I'm on the subject of hockey, I'm sure I'm not the only person who is completely miffed by the NHL's inability to see how viable another team in Canada is. Stupid really. Why have lots of American teams going bankrupt because there is little interest, when you can have more Canadian teams where the market has always been huge? [pauses to see if Fleury will fall like last year...nope :( ]
You know what I've come to noticed as someone who is constantly getting sick? How much I detest being pitied. Sure it's nice for someone to exude some positive reinforcement, but I hate the whole crying, poor baby aspect. Or those people who decide that they like you again once they find out you're sick. It's disgusting. I want to be around people who love me in the good and bad times, not people who pick and choose when.
Anyways, it's good that someone is actually trying to help me health wise. My pediatrician booked me for an appointment with a cardiologist since he magically saw something that all my other doctors missed. lol. See, GPs are awesome and you should always have one, but if need be, specialists are a good way to go. I really like my pediatrician, very nice and friendly as you would expect from someone who works with kids. I can even understand him with his accent!
Have you ever met a person who you just know are crazy, like actually for real crazy? Something I've discussed with Laura and we both agreed upon. We all have our moments of craziness, or freak outs, or just plain breakdowns. There's the fun crazies, the serious ones, the ones who can't help it, the ones who fake it, the ones who keep it a secret, the ones who massacre small cats, and then there's just people where you don't get why. It's the last people I'm talking about, the ones who have had a normal life from birth to here, who are smart or talented, yet they just let go.
I just don't understand. And I'm someone who lives with someone who has...I never know what to say. Sometimes I can see people wondering what's up with bud, but there's absolutely nothing wrong with him to me. I've grown up as him being my only brother, so to me that's what he'll always be. I wouldn't change him. Yet now I can pick up on people who are similar to him, like a sixth sense almost. Back to what I was saying, that I may live with someone with a mild (still no way I can describe it, it's nothing bad just no way I can say it without people assuming so) whatever, but there are crazy, weird people who obviously don't have a diagnosed or mental thing, but just act that because...they can?
Overall, don't judge people who have some sort of mental disorder, but the people who don't have one, yet almost act like one who does, are the real crazies in the world. I know it's rude to say, but are there some people just acting like that for attention? Seems that way to me sometimes.
Let's move on to my next question. Have you ever turned on the t.v., but were really not watching it and then when you look up, boom, there's something you don't want to see? I always happen to watch when there's unfortunate, gross commercials(see chubby men in saunas) or something that if my mom heard, she'd have a heart attack. Like I was watching 16x9, at first it was about the baby at Sick Kids who was giving a heart to another baby, but then lived, then the parents got mad, then the dad turned into a media whore, then the other baby who needed a heart was forgotten. So commercials come, I go on my laptop and ignore the t.v. I look up, a drawing of a boy ~thingy. It's like 5:00pm, I didn't know! *sigh* Luckily, my mother was not home.
Okay, must work on projects/watch the hockey game/read HP/lurk DLS. Oh man, must finish. FML.
Go Pens!
- Ms. Crosby
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The first edition of 5 Random Things About Brooke! - I HATE oranges. Loathe them. The smell is so gross and I can't stand orange juice. No idea why, I guess I just decided one day that I didn't like them. I'm still polite enough to drink it at people's houses if they offer, it's a bad habit.
- It really irks me when people mix up your and you're. All you have to do is say it in your head, if you are doesn't make sense in the sentence, then use your. Really, not that hard.
- I bite my nails. I use to suck my thumb all the way up until 9. When I stopped, I just started biting my nails. It's common, most people jump from one bad habit or addiction to the next. I wish I had pretty nails, I also wish I could paint my nails(I think I have shaky hand syndrome).
- I love writing, but I don't take it seriously enough. I enjoy writing essays, short blurbs, and little things like that, but it's going to take severe discipline for me to write something big, like a book. Writing is something I stumbled upon. I mean, of course I could write, yet when I was in the eighth grade I realized I enjoyed writing and I was kind of good at it. It was nice, everyone needs to find their art. That doesn't mean when I'm halfway through an essay and wishing that I was a musician instead of a writer.
- Supernatural stuff like ghosts, demons, curses, things like that have always fascinated me. I stayed up late watching all the freaky shows(Mtv's Fear freaked the f out of me as a kid). I still love things like that now. The show Supernatural is one of my favourite shows, the hot boys on it are just a bonus for me. ;)
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My cat enjoys freaking us out. For almost two hours we looked around the whole house for her. Honestly, we looked everywhere, I tore apart my drawers, Trev looked in every place imaginable, Mom looked in Santana's usual spots, and Laura cried. When I checked my mom's room(while shaking a bag noodles cause she think they're treats), I turn around and...there she was. As much as I joke about how much we hate one another, I cried when I picked her up. She's my baby, but next time we fight, we'll pretend I didn't say that.
High school girls are dumb. Okay, not all of them, but most. I was sitting in the library and this girl was going on about how if she fails this class(Careers) her mom is going to kill her. So her friend remarked that she should go to summer school. You know what she said? 'No way, I'll probably just drop out anyway.' Wow, really? What's a few weeks of your summer if it means catching up on your credits? People are so unappreciative of the education they receive. This is why I avoid talking to stupid girls, I'm becoming better at ignoring them.
Does it make anyone else uncomfortable when people are unnecessarily rude to others? I never know what to do when that happens. Usually I roll my eyes or laugh uncomfortably. That doesn't mean we all don't have our moments of bitchiness or arseholeyness, we're human. If I don't like someone(which happens more often than not), I'll at least try and be civil. I don't really spazz a lot. I do especially dislike when someone is rude to another whom you are suppose to be respectful towards. Like doctors, parents, teachers, etc. It just doesn't seem right, humanity has begun to lose their values. Gosh, that sounded like something a Conservative would say. Help me.
Yesterday, I did the unthinkable: I began to write my resume. It's so full of fail. I don't really have work experience, other than babysitting, being a buddy for a week, and writing. Luckily I can make it look professional and hope someone will give me at least an interview. Maybe I shouldn't be too picky about a job, I hear McDonald's workers earn more than ambulance drivers do. Plus, I heard they have to give you a raise like every six months. Crazy. Still wish I didn't have to look for a job when the economy is so bad, I wouldn't want to take away a paycheck from someone who needs it more. I'm just an [almost] sixteen year old who wants some independence, some people have less selfish reasons to get a job.
Ugh, I have to go see my new pediatrician tomorrow. He's in Brampton because my mom refused to send me to the one in my town. The one in town diagnosed buddy as borderline, when my mom asked what he meant by borderline he said, 'Just borderline.' Safe to say she thinks he's an idiot. Still, when your GP tells he just doesn't know what's wrong with you, you kind of panic. He knows that there's something wrong with my immune system, but at least it's good to finally feel like one of my doctors is trying to find out how he can help me. This excludes my neurologist, who is a fantastic doctor. Even though she sees me sporadically, she always remembers me and my case, and neurologically, I'm fine(fine in a sense that I get to graduate from Sick Kids next year, but that doesn't mean I'm not crazy).
I seem to have misplaced about 20 songs on my iPod. My iTunes says I have this amount, while my iPod says I have another. I'm blaming whatever hosting site I got them off of because it is so not my fault. I get that mp3/mp4 may lower the quality, but it's probably the most common file used, so freaking upload it as one. I have this talent where I can get pretty much any music file off a website. Gerbert and I just spend way too much time together.
I must finish the HP series. I read so slowly now, it's sad. Darn life and school getting in the way. Sad that last year I use to complain how I was in need of a life, now I miss reading. Not that I don't love my life now, I'd say the last five months have been the happiest I've been in a long time. I just miss being a hermit sometimes because I didn't have to shave my legs nearly as much...sorry, that was too much.
Peace out, Ookie | | |
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The Death list part 2! - Attend a Van Halen concert
- Get a dog
- Go to a Pens game/meet Sidney Crosby
- Buy a llama
- Buy alcohol for myself
- Write and record a song
- Go on a cruise to somewhere warm
- Go to every province and territory in Canada
- Vote in an election
- Write an article for the National Geographic Magazine 'cause it's so rad and interesting, it makes me feel smarter.
- Be apart of a protest(the good kind, not the kind where you close down the Gardener)
- Own every Jane Austen book
- Subscribe to a newspaper because it sounds like a grown up thing to do
- Go to a Jason Mraz concert. Okay, there are a butt load of artists I would like to see live
- Go on an airplane. I seriously have never been on one, I don't have a passport
- Wear a crazy expensive perfume
- Own a pair of shoes that cost more than some people's pay check, I promise to only wear them on special occasions
- Go to B.C. with Jordan. lol, don't ask, we're weird like that(well he is, it was his choice)
- Learn how to properly play the guitar
It is just a list after all, meaning I can reach as far as I want. I'm a dreamer, which is probably how I ended up being a socialist. Be good, B | | |
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Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there. I've always liked Mother's Day, it's an easy way to earn brownie points with your mom. Also, it's an okay way to celebrate the person who gave you life cause that's important too I guess. I did give my present to her last week, when I read something I wrote right here in my little lj about her, she actually cried. But for some odd reason, I seem to have lost my mom to the upstairs world, maybe I should check on her and make sure that my sister's breakfast in bed hasn't poisoned her. Or I can sit and wait until I get so hungry I need someone to make me food; that's our usual routine. I think the latter sounds good.
You know what I'm reading right now? Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. lol. I worry about myself, even though the books are still amazing the five billionth time you've read them. My goal is to get through all of them before the new movie comes out. May seem like an easy goal, but my computer time and school time both severely affect reading time. I'll be surprised if I actually finish the books before the last movie comes at out at the rate I'm reading. Hard to believe that I use to never be able to put a book down, yet those were the days before Facebook, DLS, and boyfriends.
I've decided the thing I hate most in the world: when people ask me what music they should check out. Now if it was my siblings or my best friend, then that's okay. When it's people I don't know all that well then, what the heck? How am I suppose to recommend them music if I don't even know what music they listen to? Then it becomes a whole, 'oh, I like all types of music.' Really, even polka? 'Cause I'm pretty if I looked, there would be polka music on my iPod and you wouldn't like it. Honestly, if you need new music, use Genius on iTunes or ask people you know have similar tastes in music. Only ask me if we're good friends or after I've raped your iPod.
Right now I feel like watching my Jane Austen movies. Since my mom is totally rad, she bought me a box set with 5 movies in it. One of them is the old old Pride and Prejudice, which I've never seen. I've seen the 1995 and 2005 version, which are both good respectively(with the 1995 version being better, but that's because it was a t.v.-movie, so it's longer and more faithful to the book than the 2005 movie version). Gah, I really want to watch them now, but they're all the way on the other side of the room...
Today, I tragically had to come to terms with my height, my weight, and my age. As I was in the grocery store, I went to get the cheese poppers, which were all the way at the back of the shelf, but I couldn't reach. For two minutes I jumped, stretched, and made a complete fool out of myself in front of everyone. Sadly, I did not get them as my (embarrassed) mother ushered me away. Next, when I got home, I was stupidly swinging my legs while holding myself up between the kitchen chair and the counter. I leaned a little too far on the chair side and...down Brooke went. It wasn't so bad until I got up and had pain in my lower back. So today was a day of revelations: the poppers taught me I'll never be tall(er), the chair let me know that I can never be skinny, as well as the fall concluding that I'm not getting younger.
As for getting older, I will soon be sixteen in less than two months. Isn't the world excited for me to get my license? Not so much. I've had about three driving lessons and the most I've accomplished is now the noticeable squeak in my mom's brakes. Whoops. The one good thing about my birthday [hold on, shirtless hot guy on t.v.] is that it's sort of the beginning of summer for me. Less than two weeks after school ends, my birthday is the point where I realize that holy sh*beep* I have two months to bum around do nothing.
I'm getting ahead of myself here. First I have to get through May and the teachers piling on work because they're only just getting that school is almost over. Then there's exams, which is just jolly. Then I get to do nothing...well, maybe not this year. As I mentioned, I'm turning 16, which means license, which means car. You see, I'm getting my mom's car, but I have to buy it off of her. Money=job. Do you get it yet? I, the laziest and most unmotivated person, must work. Flip burgers, answer phones, deal with children kind of work. Real life hurry up and come before I die of the smell of fast food. le sigh
I download too much music, if that's possible. It's an addiction. I get bored, stressed, or am in need of a pick me up, I turn to file 2hd. I'm almost out of room on the pod. What am I going to do when there's no more room on it? Eep, I don't even want to think about it. I guess downloading music, legally of course, is a lot healthier than other addictions. At least I've never done those drug things...even though at my school just walking past the 300 hall/200 hall intersection makes you feel a little light headed.
Anyways, I must go find my mom. or go play roller coaster tycoon 3.....
Be chill, Little B
- Location:Hogwarts
- Mood:peaceful
 - Music:Kesha, Laura Marling, Regina Spektor
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A quick, off the top of my head list of things I want to do or things I want to happen before I die. - Crash a Mensa gathering. It's what they get for basing their acceptances on IQ tests.
- Live in a communist or fascist country. I just want to see what it's like; if it's really as bad as we Westerners are brought up to believe.
- Go to University and become who I want to be.
- Meet Alexz Johnson.
- Have kids and be a good mom who lets her kids be who they want to be while spoiling and loving them.
- Make amends with those who I've hurt and those who have hurt me
- Go to Venice, Italy.
- Get married in Casa Loma.
- Somehow be involved in politics, not necessarily a politician.
- Give blood.
- Get my license and go on a road trip to wherever the heck I want.
- Swim in an ocean.
- Visit Australia and hold a Koala(though I've heard they're not very nice).
- Make out with somebody famous. Hopefully the famous person being George Stroumboulopoulos.
- Write a book.
- Inspire someone.
- Play the flute in a famous symphony.
- Join something like the Peace Corp and change the world in a small way.
- Retire and live in Newfoundland with my still hot husband and a typewriter.
- Learn how to shoot a gun.
- Read more than 1000 books.
- Cut off all my hair.
- Have a song written about and/or for me.
- Walk on hot coals. I don't know, I've always thought that was really cool.
- Go to a nudist beach. For the lulz, of course.
- Eat real Chinese food.
- Become a vegetarian.
To Be Continued.... - Brooke Julia | | |
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