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Dear Diary,

I must say that soon I must bid u adew,
For writing these entries I have minutes, few.
Don’t want to prolong my repeated entries,
Will post much more fun and inventive entries.

Today I was having the nicest dream. My alarm went off at 8:20am but I kept snoozin it til 9. I started to day dream and get all cuddly and warm. Damn why doesn’t this shit happen in real life….grrrrr.

Went online for a bit…Did some housework for half of the day…Then watched Boattrip…with my mum…not a bad movie…quite funny…lemme tell u…watchin a girl try her technique of a blowjob demonstrated on a banana…hmmm….not sumting you need to be learning when ur mum’s around…..grrrrr.

Started to daydream again….ahhhhhh………grrrrrrrrr.

Then watched gags and chilled for a bit….went ova to my buddy’s house and then for a long ass walk…came home and did some more exercises and got cleaned up and had dinner. And am now finally online…and hardly no one is online…grrrrrr.

Gettin kinda sleepy…eyes won’t keep me…can’t hold out any longa….going to sleep so i can dream longa.

Grrrrrrrrr…..

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Dear Diary,

I put you on hold for a day…I apologize…

My surprise…my unspeakable act that I alluded to the other day…well…

I
cut
my
hair
booohooohoohoo!!

Holy gucamoli!
Yes. I finally did it…It is soooo damn short. Took off 8inches!!
Booohooohooo!

But yea…yesterday was nice. Chilled with a meese speaking buddy. Good times.

Woke up yesterday at 8:25am….was out til 12pm…came home watched ‘Basekatball’…it’s aite…kinda like Bevis and Butthead mixed with Dodgeball…wouldn’t really recommend it…but newho…then dance practise…with my cutie gyals…I swear they are all so young…yet me being the oldest is the shortest…that’s about all for now….

Good times…good times!!

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I verse like i converse….
swift and steady….
like a tub of Ben and Jerry…
boy don’t that go down steady…
All the way down to my belly…
make my belly dance like jelly…
U know wat im sayin…Shelly!

Dear Diary,

I come to you for solace,
I come to you for grace,
I come to you to sell my soul,
To find my life’s place.

My sleep cycle….continually diminishes as i wake up earlier and earlier every day since the last day of exams. I cannot fathom why. Today I woke up at 8:30am…
Spent half the day drivin around…went to do some grocery shoppin and found out my visa was missin……friggin chaos…last time i used it was sun….drove back to bombay chopsticks and thankfully it was in their capable hands…
watched Catch me if u can ….not bad…leo is not hot …for all u leo fans…go moon ova someone who doesn’t still look like a damn baby…
Did some painting, some walking…and…
I did an unspeakable thing today…

But we’ll leave that for tomorrow…

Dear Diary,

It is the eve of wednesday…no particular clause for the mark of this day…yet im am awake.
For wat reason you may ask…and for what reason I cannot reply…as I am half asleep as i type ferverantly on the keyboard.
i friggin got a paper cut inbetween two fingers and its friggin killin as im tryin to type this……….yet i must go on…
Today’s events……. and i unfold the events of tuesday and name it today as i have not yet layed down to bed……..are quite mundane.
My usual 9am wakening was minimized as my damn body woke me up at 8:40. After doin the essentials i wandered downstaris and chilled for a bit before ensuing the tedious task of dusting all the furniture and polishing it.
Watched Behing Enemy Lines…not bad…as I lavishly munched on a spicy chiken pizza with my mommy.
As soon as that was done….friggin dance auditon…for my girls…in which i have to pretend im a high school student….wat a big stretch…..
Came home and watched Just for laugh Gags…..much later followed by Debbie travis during dinner time….
ooooohh…….i forget to regail u with the bout of health pychoses that invigorated me today…
did a 1/2 hr cardio work out in the mornin……then went for a jog and run wid a coupla buddies…..then came home and did some other exercises…
……….man i worked out so much today i am definately gonna be totally sore tomorro…….
DO NOT laugh at me if u see me walkin funny……..
newho….as the day drew to an end….i spoke to a few buddies on line and am currently speakin….consecutively….with my cousin who is visiting aussie from india….
Will probably retire to my boudoir where i shall be encased with the hopes and dreams of tomorrows yet to come…

Last year I was planning on buy a new motorcycle, something a little better but still cheap on insurance. I wanted a Suzuki SV650 but these were beyond my budget. During the winter months I thought I decided to just keep the one I have and fix up whatever needed to be fixed up after the accident.
Fast forward about 6 months later, unknowingly I started looking to buy a SV650. I found one last night on Trader.ca. The exact color I wanted, 2003 model with about 4000km’s on it and for a killer price. So I send the dude, which turned out to be a dudette, an email and received a reply with the solitary word SOLD. It hit me with the same effect as reading the sole word REFUSED in bold, capitalized red font on Rosi. She posted the for sale ad sometime yesterday and sold it by this morning. To the person who bought the bike, I hate you.
Which brings me to my next topic; Rosi. What the hell is up with those retarded REFUSED messages? It’s not bad enough that you’re a failure and won’t amount to anything, but then you have to read REFUSED in, of all the millions of colors, red. Couldn’t they have a nice pastel background with a message along the lines of “We were unable to accept you into your program of choice, please try again”
And when you do get accepted…you see nothing. Just some stupid “ACTIVE” in blue font. There should be monstrous letters spelling out CONGRATULATIONS with flashing lights and confetti and streamers. Idiots.