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Saturday, February 19, 2005

A Bizarre Situation 


So youth group had just ended and Dan and I were waiting around for one more girl to get picked up before we could leave. It was getting somewhat late so she decided to call her mom. She called home only to find out that her mom had gone out partying fort he night and would not be able to pick her up. So we agreed to drive her home. However, as we were leaving, a conflict broke out. The next thing I knew was that there were people shooting at me from all directions. But I had a gun. So I was running around, trying to shoot at them to avoid being killed myself. And I don't really know how to use a gun (not even when playing shooting video games). Yet I ended up not being killed. There were a few people on my side. Except that Dan was not one of them. He was on the other side. I have no idea why. Finally we got out of there. There were three of us together...I don't remember who. We left that place and ended up at an old abandoned building. They were still after us. There was one of them who was absolutely brutal. He was dressed as a clown, but as soon as he was in sight, we knew there was no hope. They were gaining on us. So we kept running. But somehow I got separated from my two companions. I knew I had to hide. I thought perhaps I could hide away until they had all left. Until I saw the clown coming. Then I knew they had it in for me. Still, I tried to hide. And then along came Andrew. The clown had sent him for me (because he, too, was on the other side). However we were friends in the past. So he caught me and said to me, "You have two minutes to get yourself out of here, otherwise I have no choice." So I ran for it. Thanks Andrew, for the mercy. I finally came to a restaurant. A beautiful grounds and high class location. This is perfect, I thought. I will find some people and blend right in. First of all, though, I had to use the washroom. I made the mistake of walking into the guys washroom first (the signs were in another language...how was I to know?). It was wonderful there. Green grass, trees, crystal chandeliers inside. I thought to myself, how nice it would be to get married here. I went into the restaurant which was pretty busy, as it was evening now. I went right to the very back to the windows overlooking the area. There were stars out. I made friends with a little girl and sat there, trying to blend in, looking at the stars, while a couple made out in the chairs behind me. All of a sudden I felt a presence. Oh no, I thought. He is here. No, not the clown. Dan, the one who was against me, yet who I so longed to be close to. It was like the movies. Two people in love, yet arch-nemesis, unable to fulfill their love. He knew I was there. I saw him looking for me. He spotted me. He came over and I knew it was all over. Until...
He didn't take me away like he was supposed to. He kissed me on the forehead. He did love me. He was mine. No matter what happened, they couldn't come between us. I didn't know what was to come next. Would they still send another to take me away? Would Dan and I together defeat them and run away forever? How would the story turn out???




And then, I woke up. And realized it was all just a dream. One that seemed so real. Yet only a dream. The kind I like to call "movie dreams". Yet it was all too good to keep to myself.

Tuesday, February 15, 2005


Well done Moey!
Excellent caper.

So which poster did you end up stealing? Hopefully it's a good one.

In other news, I bought the 2 disc Fleetwood MAc's Greatest Hits cd. I was going to buy it yesterday, but then I got creeped out by the crystal ball on the cover. Seriously. Welcome to growing up Pentecostal. Anyways, I bought it today. I might still throw out the cover.

If I could find a girl that sings like Stevie Nicks, I would marry her.

Auditions are next week.

Monday, February 14, 2005

The Caper 


By now there is a good possibility that most of you have heard the telling of the caper Allie and I were involved in last Wednesday. For those of you that haven't, and for posterity, here it is.

It was Wednesday evening and I was visiting Abbotsford on my days off. The day had been pretty slow, but in the late afternoon some of the girls and I got together to go shopping (for a Valentine's present for the boyfriend of the only one of us with a boyfriend). We then had to drop off someone for Youth, then someone else wanted to go home (tiredness) and so it was down to Allie and me to go out to a movie. So we went. When we got there we noticed all of these really great, official Academy Awards posters. I really wanted one. After working up some courage, Allie went up to a guy that was working there, who was wearing a blue button down shirt (thereby distinguishing himself from the other employees in their black golf shirts), and asked if a) we could have one or b) if he knew where we could get one. Fruitless. So we went into our designated theatre to watch our chosen movie (The Aviator-which is, by the way, really quite good. Long in parts, but overall, amazing). At the end, we sat through the credits, so when we were leaving, there wasn't really anyone around. Walking past an open door, we spied one of the coveted Academy Awards posters, not in a frame, but stuck on the wall. Decision made. We had to have it. Allie tried first but the tape it was on with was really quite sticky and proved a formidable opponent. So I went in, and Allie kept watch. After wrestling with it a bit, I finally got it down. We hid it in Allie's coat just as someone came by. We smuggled it out.

I do enjoy a good caper. I keep smiling when I think about it. So much fun.


Hello to all my friends. Just wanted you to know that I am thinking of you all today (because I probably won't see you with my super-busy life) and that I think you are all so great. And yes, I know I am super cheesy, but I really don't care. I like my friends and I want you all to know it.

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

The Last Page 


Go here, it's awesome:

http://www.1112.net/lastpage.htm

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