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So yeah.
The strike was bullshit but that's over now. But guess whatskie!! I checked the office for the school of media and design and I can withdraw with a refund if I apply before april 13th. I wasn't planning on staying at durham college anyways even though the friends I've made are great. I will miss them but it has to be done to keep my sanity. I'm so sick of friggin durham. Durham Regiopn, Durham College, and Lord Durham can LICK my fucking ASS!!!!! At any rate, I'm switching schools is what I'm trying to get at. So, I want to stick with Animation. My two schools of choice at the moment are: Humber (a 2 year digital animation course) or Algonquin (ottawa, a 3 year animation course digital or traditional). Does anyone know ANYTHING about either of these programs cause I keep asking opinions but no one can compare. And also what do you guys think about traditional animation. I'd love to do that but I'm scared it will get crunched out by digital animation.
I'd love everyone's opinions.
Thanks PEEPS
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[19 Mar 2006|09:17pm] |
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You are Crumb Cake.
(Your alter-ego is Katie )
Your super-hero ability:
Set elaborate traps then camouflage into the scenery to watch your diabolical plans be carried out
'What is your superhero ability?' at QuizGalaxy.com</td>
Wow, there sure was a ton of drunken fighting on my St.Patricks day. Rock on.
Katie
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[13 Feb 2006|05:44am] |
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| Your darkest secret is: | You bought second-hand underwear |
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That's right people, It's true..
Damn, but that's the only thing I had goin for me nowadays.
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| YEa BArf |
[13 Feb 2006|05:38am] |
This thing was so damn fun I decided to do it again for my full first name...
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[29 Aug 2005|02:19pm] |
PHIL.
I'm worried about your accident, so to bypass my fear and sadness I'll take it out as rage instead...
DEAR GOD! WHY WEREN'T YOU WEARING A HELMET, BOY!?
Get better soon Pal.
-Katie
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[06 Jul 2005|06:32pm] |
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Sometimes, I go out of my way to bring my friends together. And sometimes, the gesture is not returned. Most of them have cooler things to do. Poo.
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[07 Jun 2005|03:38pm] |
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Your Japanese Name Is... |
Haya Aburakoji
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I need a new job with many hours.
Got my invoice back for college the other day. Its gonna be about 3 grand. I applied for OSAP so
lets hope I get accepted.
And How Are YOU?
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[25 May 2005|03:43pm] |
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| tmpkate6's LJ stalker is roxy_chic! | | roxy_chic is stalking you because they saw your picture and fell in love.. They are also leaving anonymous abuse on your journal! |
LJ Stalker FinderFrom Go-Quiz.comWow sarah stop stalking me. My car has been taking bouts of abuse lately, she gets hit in the bum by a van and then someone stole her precious hood ornament and she lost half or her fender trim. Curse the world.
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[26 Apr 2005|02:44pm] |
MYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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| MY NEW CAMERA |
[20 Apr 2005|08:46am] |
Happy 4:20 everyone!
I hope you all smoke some grass tonight in memory of me since I have to work. I'm gonna try and get off early though.
Anyways I figured out my camera pretty much so here's some pictures...
( PIcterzes )
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[20 Apr 2005|01:53am] |
AFTERBIrFDAY UPDATE YO
Shit, it's plenty of days after my birthday.
I'll let you in on the booty.
Got plenty of monies from my grandma, grandpa, boss and thats it I guess.
New Tires for my car from my other grandma.
Tickets to Medieval Times for this friday form Sean.
ANNNND MY NIFTY NEW DIGITAL CAMERAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
It's a Canon PowerShot A400!!!!! From my mom and paul.
it';s really fun. I killed the stock batteries already. good thing I got some rechargable ones too.
I will post some pics once I get the hang of this baby.
Later ALL
Kt
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| BIRFDAY UPDATE |
[16 Apr 2005|02:48am] |
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SOOO DARN FUN!N
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| MA BIRFDAY |
[15 Apr 2005|12:11am] |
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I AM NINETEEN YEAS (yeah that's right, "yeas") OLD TODAY. ><
MORE ON WHAT WILL HAPPEN TONIGHT WHEN I GET HELLA DRUNK... IN OUR NEXT ENTRY!!!!!!!!!!!
****Stay TUNED Folks!****
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| Another Wierd Dream |
[12 Apr 2005|11:57am] |
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This is how it went...
I'm working at a Quiznos. It's closing time and I'm by myself. I somehow know that it is in Ajax, but by looking out the window, I can see that it's in the reid's dairy plaza on brock street and it's snowing outside. Anyways, I'm just about to close and then all of a sudden my brothers come through the door with their bikes. They had been staying up north with my dad and tracey, and had ridden all the way here (An hour and a half drive by car). I couldn't believe that they rode that far. Then all of a sudden my dad burst in too, but he had no hair and his skin was kinda brown for some reason. I knew in my mind now that he was the owner of the quiznos. He starts to make fruit cocktails for all these people that start coming into the quiznos. I also find myself making fruit cocktails. The Quiznos is packed now, and it's like a party. I go into the back of the store and find someone cloning Morgans (My fat cat). The next thing I remeber, I'm chasing one of the Morgan clones outside, once I get outside the quiznos all of a sudden turns into my house, and its raining very hard, also it's lighter outside and I'm riding a silver BMX bike. I get off the bike and crouch down and see my mom's friend, Chrissy, walking to a car parked in my driveway with a baby dressed in purple and green. I know by looking at the baby that it's a clone too.
Then I wake up...
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| Running my Pie Hole. |
[11 Apr 2005|11:39pm] |
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Let give you all the low down on my verbal assaults. If you ever hear me express an opinion very strongly, divide it by two, because a lot of the time I emphasize things that I usually don't mean. Sometimes these opinions are about people. In passing, I seem to have discovered that someone might have heard something I said about them that was true, but very rude nonetheless. Anyways, I'd like to apologise to anyone who fits this category. I usually don't mean what I say in an offensive way to hurt people, but more in a "brutally true" slap in the face with a dash of comedy way. Once again, I apologise to anyone who I may have offended and I spit on the one who told them what I said, you know who you are...but I know you didn't mean it so I forgive you now.
Running my pie hole...is something I must stop doing.
Once again, I apologise.
Organic Iced Tea is tha shit.
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[10 Apr 2005|02:33am] |
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Apple Cider, A Cuban, Low Rider, in a Crown Vic.
2 friends.
Classy.
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| A wierd dream |
[07 Apr 2005|01:22pm] |
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I had the wierdest most "real feeling" dream just now.
It started like this....
I was with Laura, the lead hand at my work (she's in her forties), and we were going to a party at Jeff's house. Once we get there, there is a huge amount of people there, and as always, Jeff's parents are somehow asleep upstairs. It looks like jeffs house, only there is no furniture and all the floors are hardwood. Dark hardwood. The party was HUGE and really LOUD, I hear jeff's mom tell us to quiet down, but no one does. Anyways, we're all partying and then we all go up into a room that looks like Matt's old room at his old house. And I look out the window and see Jeunesse and Tammie pulling up in Tammie's silver car, they beckon me to come down, so I go. It's dark and raining outside, I didnt put on any shoes for some reason, but I run up to them and we stand outside for a mintue talking about whatever. I tell them about Laura and that she's a cool hippie. She walks out of the house dressed as the Cat in the Hat and leaves to go somewhere. So we start walking away from Jeff's house. The whole street looks like Sean's street on the outside. So anyways, as we are walking we run into Matt Farmer. He was on his way to the party but comes with us instead. So we all keep walking and eventually we look back, and see a cop car with it's lights going parked in front of Jeff's house.
"Uh oh, guess the party is getting busted." Says I. Then Jeunesse says "Uh oh if they come over here they'll know we were at the party too because we are all wet from the rain." (I don't see the logic but in the dream it made sense). So we ran in the direction we were walking, and then, it was summer. Really hot and Daytime. We had run onto a schoolyard playground and it was recess. There were kids everywhere. There was a really short fence dividing the Yard from a playground so we jump over it. The playground had slides and all sorts of stuff. We all look back at the small fence and realise that there are 2 cops sitting against it.
"How could they not have seen us?" We run up into the playground. Jeunesse, Tammie, Matt and I all climb onto the monkey bars and just hang there, then Christina Ratis and Rachel Kroupsky (whom I havent spoken to in a long time I have NO idea why she was in my dream, she just was.) climb on too, and hang there with us.
Christina says "Wow, looks like you guys had the same idea as us to run away from that busted party eh?"
We all agree. Then I hear a bell for the school which I'm assuming means recess is over. But the kid's aren't running to class or anything. The are still playing. And then a woman walks onto the play ground with a bell and a sign that says "WEED 10 CENTS" I double take and look back at her sign. It now says "WEELL 10 CENTS" then all the kids around me all of a sudden have ice cream and ice cream sandwiches, so I'm assuming "WEELL" means ice cream. And the last thing I remember is my sister coming up to me, (we are all still hanging from the monkey bars) she makes fun of me then offers me some "weell"...
...then I wake up.
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[07 Apr 2005|02:23am] |
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I was just thinking about you Jerry....
***...Dark star crashes, pouring it’s light into ashes.
Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis.
Searchlight casting for faults in the clouds of delusion.
Shall we go, you and I while we can
Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds?
Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter.
Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving.
Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of good-bye.
Shall we go, you and I while we can
Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds?****
...remeber that time, in Toronto, summer of 1970, when you showed those punk ass teens to stop whining about money. It was the Festival Express, not Woodstock, geeze. 17 bucks is a no reason to be smashing Cops' heads in.
I'd DO you. If you were stil alive, maybe we could make some pancakes. You outlived most of the rest. Good for you Jerry.
Peace
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