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bossymarmalade) wrote2005-01-24 09:37 am
bossymarmalade) wrote2005-01-24 09:37 am
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i wouldn't go to the prom with you if you were elliot gould!
Happy Worst Day of the Year!!! I like the letter from Jeremy Wright lording it over everybody because he's going diving in Tobago. He *should* be smug--Tobago's beautiful, from what I remember.
If any of you are Clive Owen fanciers and you haven't yet seen Bent, you really really should. It usually takes a lot of steeling for me to watch anything set in a concentration camp, but this movie was unusally funny in places and the characters are fabulous. I mean, of course there's no happy ending, but it wasn't exhaustingly depressive like I thought it would be. Plus! His co-star was Jesus of Montreal! Sacre bleu! And there's a nanosecond of guest appearance by Jude Law! With an EYEPATCH! Plus my beloved Sir Ian and Mick Jagger in drag! !!!!
I have signed up for We Invented the Remix because damn, I LOVE that challenge and haven't missed one yet. I don't remember if I chose a safe-story last year, but this year I chose my one and only BSB story because I don't think even *I* would care to read a remix of it, no matter how good. Heh.
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arami, a
Since when I was attending high school it was still divided into junior (8-10) and senior (11 & 12), I'll go with senior. I fucking LOATHED junior high.
-What year was it?
1993-1994
-What were your three favorite bands?
U2, Pearl Jam, Guns n'Roses
-What was your favorite outfit?
I had this big black skirt and big black unravelly sweater with a high neck and long sleeves; I used to wear them with thick ivory-coloured stockings and canvas shoes that were red plaid. And then I'd rat my hair into braids and let it all fall in my face. Yes, Virginia, I wanted to be Ally Sheedy in The Breakfast Club. Heh. Also, I was reading a lot of Hellblazer at the time and so I constantly wore this tattered tan trench coat, with the most copious pockets in the WORLD. When I was one of the stage managers for our senior play, people would ask me for fucking scissors or safety pins or duct tape or glue sticks and I'd have them in my pockets.
-What was up with your hair?
It was kind of shoulder-length, and I'd occasionally try dyeing it (which didn't work too well, because I hadn't yet learned that I needed to strip out the black before anything else would take); I would also twist and braid it into all kinds of configurations. I would cut it myself in the shower. I wore a lot of toques.
-Who were your best friends?
Leanne, Yee-Lain, and Shabniz
-What did you do after school?
Hang out with my friends, watch horror movies, go driving and listen to mixtapes
-Did you take the bus?
School was close enough to walk.
-Who did you have a crush on?
Ryan Thompson. We were in theatre together and he had this brown-gold hair that I think I described in my journal as looking like "autumn rain" and he once lent me this green plaid shirt/jacket that I wore for the rest of the year. My best memory of him was this once when I was in the theatre early because I had stage manager stuff to do, and he came over to me and held my arm and said, "Marissa--you gotta come with me." And I was cranky and sick from paint fumes and annoyed with all the goddamn bloody actors, but after he insisted I went with him, and we went out the back door of the theatre and the sun was just coming up. Ryan lit up two cigarettes, passed me one, and said, "Look at the mountains, aren't they awesome? I totally needed to share this with you." I don't think I said anything back, I just smoked his cigarette and we stood there and watched the sun turn everything different colours.
That was the nicest memory I have concerning him; the nastiest one was when my friend Leanne kissed him and then told me about it. I was never the type to get hugely emotionally invested in crushes, so I didn't cry or stop being friends with her or anything, but MAN it pissed me off.
And then the other day I was driving past the bus stop on a corner near my house, and there in a Remax Realty poster in the bus stop was Ryan Thompson, looking exactly the same except with shorter, buzzed hair. A real-estate salesman! I guess his goal of "drinking rye at Ryerson" didn't work out.
-Did you fight with your parents?
Constantly. I used to slam the door and play Gn'R's "Get in the Ring" really loud if I was mad, or Tori's "Crucify" if I was hurt. ahahahah!
-Who did you have a CELEBRITY crush on?
Er. Bono, Axl, and Eddie, I guess. And Harrison Ford! I was madly in love with Indiana Jones. I kind of had a crush on Gene Kelly, too.
-Did you lug all of your books around in your backpack all day because you were too nervous to find your locker?
Wtf? No! In Grade 11 there was a locker shortage and so Shabniz and I shared a lower half-locker under a couple of guys, and we'd all try to outwitticize each other when we met up there between classes. It was awesome. *g* In Grade 12, we got individual full lockers, and our group of friends got them all next to each other (we chose them, we weren't assigned) and that was excellent.
-Did you have a clique?
My Lit teacher, Mr. Hodgins, used to call us "The Cult". Heh.
-Did you have "The Max" like Zach Kelly and Slater?
I assume this means a place to congregate for food. No, we didn't--some people ate in the caf, others sat in the hallway (which is what we did). Most of us walked to the corner store, Janphil's Flowers, at recess or lunch.
-Admit it, were you popular?
I was friends with all the alpha-popular kids, because we'd all taken the same enriched classes together in junior high (except the popular French Immersion kids, but fuck them, anyhow! Stupid French Immersion!!). Plus, my high school was known as the stoner arts school, so everybody was pretty mellow when it came to popularity and who knew who; we cliqued together more by subject/interest than anything else. And I was part of the theatre crowd.
-Who did you want to be like?
I swear to god, I even had the same BAG that Ally Sheedy had.
-What did you want to be when you grew up?
I considered law, but then realized I would end up resenting everything. I really had no idea what I wanted to be.
-Where did you think you'd be at the age you are now?
I thought I'd be a brilliant writer! I should go check the letter I wrote to my twenty-six year-old self when I was sixteen and see what I predicted. I think more than anything else, I wanted to do something *important*. That hasn't changed, really.
Honestly, my memories of high school are pretty fun. I *loved* doing theatre-work, making props and sewing up costumes and dressing the set ad running the sound and light boards; sometimes I wish I'd taken the career program and gone into theatre as a profession. Oh well. Que sera sera!
If any of you are Clive Owen fanciers and you haven't yet seen Bent, you really really should. It usually takes a lot of steeling for me to watch anything set in a concentration camp, but this movie was unusally funny in places and the characters are fabulous. I mean, of course there's no happy ending, but it wasn't exhaustingly depressive like I thought it would be. Plus! His co-star was Jesus of Montreal! Sacre bleu! And there's a nanosecond of guest appearance by Jude Law! With an EYEPATCH! Plus my beloved Sir Ian and Mick Jagger in drag! !!!!
I have signed up for We Invented the Remix because damn, I LOVE that challenge and haven't missed one yet. I don't remember if I chose a safe-story last year, but this year I chose my one and only BSB story because I don't think even *I* would care to read a remix of it, no matter how good. Heh.
And now from
arami, a Since when I was attending high school it was still divided into junior (8-10) and senior (11 & 12), I'll go with senior. I fucking LOATHED junior high.
-What year was it?
1993-1994
-What were your three favorite bands?
U2, Pearl Jam, Guns n'Roses
-What was your favorite outfit?
I had this big black skirt and big black unravelly sweater with a high neck and long sleeves; I used to wear them with thick ivory-coloured stockings and canvas shoes that were red plaid. And then I'd rat my hair into braids and let it all fall in my face. Yes, Virginia, I wanted to be Ally Sheedy in The Breakfast Club. Heh. Also, I was reading a lot of Hellblazer at the time and so I constantly wore this tattered tan trench coat, with the most copious pockets in the WORLD. When I was one of the stage managers for our senior play, people would ask me for fucking scissors or safety pins or duct tape or glue sticks and I'd have them in my pockets.
-What was up with your hair?
It was kind of shoulder-length, and I'd occasionally try dyeing it (which didn't work too well, because I hadn't yet learned that I needed to strip out the black before anything else would take); I would also twist and braid it into all kinds of configurations. I would cut it myself in the shower. I wore a lot of toques.
-Who were your best friends?
Leanne, Yee-Lain, and Shabniz
-What did you do after school?
Hang out with my friends, watch horror movies, go driving and listen to mixtapes
-Did you take the bus?
School was close enough to walk.
-Who did you have a crush on?
Ryan Thompson. We were in theatre together and he had this brown-gold hair that I think I described in my journal as looking like "autumn rain" and he once lent me this green plaid shirt/jacket that I wore for the rest of the year. My best memory of him was this once when I was in the theatre early because I had stage manager stuff to do, and he came over to me and held my arm and said, "Marissa--you gotta come with me." And I was cranky and sick from paint fumes and annoyed with all the goddamn bloody actors, but after he insisted I went with him, and we went out the back door of the theatre and the sun was just coming up. Ryan lit up two cigarettes, passed me one, and said, "Look at the mountains, aren't they awesome? I totally needed to share this with you." I don't think I said anything back, I just smoked his cigarette and we stood there and watched the sun turn everything different colours.
That was the nicest memory I have concerning him; the nastiest one was when my friend Leanne kissed him and then told me about it. I was never the type to get hugely emotionally invested in crushes, so I didn't cry or stop being friends with her or anything, but MAN it pissed me off.
And then the other day I was driving past the bus stop on a corner near my house, and there in a Remax Realty poster in the bus stop was Ryan Thompson, looking exactly the same except with shorter, buzzed hair. A real-estate salesman! I guess his goal of "drinking rye at Ryerson" didn't work out.
-Did you fight with your parents?
Constantly. I used to slam the door and play Gn'R's "Get in the Ring" really loud if I was mad, or Tori's "Crucify" if I was hurt. ahahahah!
-Who did you have a CELEBRITY crush on?
Er. Bono, Axl, and Eddie, I guess. And Harrison Ford! I was madly in love with Indiana Jones. I kind of had a crush on Gene Kelly, too.
-Did you lug all of your books around in your backpack all day because you were too nervous to find your locker?
Wtf? No! In Grade 11 there was a locker shortage and so Shabniz and I shared a lower half-locker under a couple of guys, and we'd all try to outwitticize each other when we met up there between classes. It was awesome. *g* In Grade 12, we got individual full lockers, and our group of friends got them all next to each other (we chose them, we weren't assigned) and that was excellent.
-Did you have a clique?
My Lit teacher, Mr. Hodgins, used to call us "The Cult". Heh.
-Did you have "The Max" like Zach Kelly and Slater?
I assume this means a place to congregate for food. No, we didn't--some people ate in the caf, others sat in the hallway (which is what we did). Most of us walked to the corner store, Janphil's Flowers, at recess or lunch.
-Admit it, were you popular?
I was friends with all the alpha-popular kids, because we'd all taken the same enriched classes together in junior high (except the popular French Immersion kids, but fuck them, anyhow! Stupid French Immersion!!). Plus, my high school was known as the stoner arts school, so everybody was pretty mellow when it came to popularity and who knew who; we cliqued together more by subject/interest than anything else. And I was part of the theatre crowd.
-Who did you want to be like?
I swear to god, I even had the same BAG that Ally Sheedy had.
-What did you want to be when you grew up?
I considered law, but then realized I would end up resenting everything. I really had no idea what I wanted to be.
-Where did you think you'd be at the age you are now?
I thought I'd be a brilliant writer! I should go check the letter I wrote to my twenty-six year-old self when I was sixteen and see what I predicted. I think more than anything else, I wanted to do something *important*. That hasn't changed, really.
Honestly, my memories of high school are pretty fun. I *loved* doing theatre-work, making props and sewing up costumes and dressing the set ad running the sound and light boards; sometimes I wish I'd taken the career program and gone into theatre as a profession. Oh well. Que sera sera!