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Date:2003-02-15 21:57

Last entry from Carriegurls journal.

Be well, have fun.

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Date:2003-02-14 11:53
Subject:Death stops all joy
Mood: apathetic

I'm not sure really what to say, I was going to write in here today about Whistler and volleyball, but I just received an email that changes all points of that.

A friend, our friend has just lost his mother. She was 60 and passed away yesterday from a disease that we (and our friends) didn't know about. I am shocked, saddened, and feel remorse. My condolences and sympathy go out to him his brother and the rest of his family.

I'm sorry we didn't know, it's just such a shock.

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Date:2003-02-13 14:43

Once upon a time, in a red and blue polkadot room lived a.....

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Date:2003-02-13 09:39
Subject:Dreams are like ice cubes, I always wake up melted.

My mind is beginning to run rampant, I think it could be the stress of the move starting to take its toll on me. I packed 10 boxes yesterday, and that is still not the major components of the house. Little things. Ten boxes of little things too much.

I had this dream last night, and I think this is the reason I haven't been sleeping very well. It was scary, and I woke up whimpering.

Make the stress go away.

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Date:2003-02-11 15:08

All this talking about people and the internet has me thinking...

There are so many pictures to tell the tale of us hanging out. Some people don't talk anymore, and some people have gone different directions.

Anyone up for a Toronto gathering? We always have tons of fun.

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Date:2003-02-11 13:49
Subject:Blind Date or Internet Meeting...

The year is 2003, the time is 2:00pm and I wish to hear about internet encounters or blind dates. What were they like. Did you hit it off, or kick each other out? Did you bend each other over, or exuse yourself and escape out of the bathroom window.


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Date:2003-02-10 09:51
Subject:Insight on a nut cracker

Canada's Melanie Turgeon has won a gold metal. She is a skier yo!

I haven't been sleeping very well lately, I think that certain stresses of life are taking toll on my body. I can't remember the last time, that my body felt rested.

Im a geek welcome to my world.

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Date:2003-02-07 19:00

Have not posted a picture of me on here in quite some time because Im Fuuuuunnnnnnyy looking!

The time is now

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Date:2003-02-06 21:35

Volleyball was a fair match up this evening. We played hard and so did the other team. We both were of equal matching and won 1-1 each game. Bump set hit...our system didn't even lack this evening.

I have forgotten how much I love volleyball.

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Date:2003-02-06 14:04

I listen to my words but they fall far below.

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Date:2003-02-06 01:40
Mood: bored

I have been having a hard time thinking of interesting things to put in my journal. I just don’t seem to have any flow, or care to have the drive to write in here. I do keep a paper journal which I one day will transfer onto here. My creativity is lost. My funk is slowly coming back.

I had a good conversation with my mom a while back, we were talking about when I was little she use to take me on shopping trips to huge malls, and every department store I was in I would have to use the bathroom. It just became a ritual she said. Apparently she didn’t event ask she just took me there, because she knew I would want to go. She also said that I really did not play with toys too much when I was younger, but preferred to create. She said I was never artsy, thank goodness for missing that boat, but I was always creating things. Cutting paper, or colouring, or gluing something together to make something else. Well here we are today, where I still love to create, and I go through times where I just need to make something. At the moment on my plate is a mosaic vase, a coffee table and a few planter boxes that need to be designed. I started thinking to myself, if I like to create so much then why am I not doing something that I love for my job. Something that I would enjoy going to work for everyday.

And so the hunt begins, I like event planning, but I love creating more, I like to decorate, make things, design them...but I am not arty (reintegrate thank god)!

To be or not to be that is the questions whether tis do business and suffer the slings and arrows of rotten people or to bare arms with creating.

Fuck I hate when I can’t sleep.

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Date:2003-02-05 23:55

Sometimes my friends keep me grounded...and then sometimes they make me soar with love..sometimes they make me split my stomach with laughter, and sometimes they force feed me chocolate malt balls.

Warning, do not put chocolate malt balls in your nose.

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Date:2003-02-04 20:37


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Date:2003-02-01 22:11
Subject:All about sex.

Last night in bed K and I got into a very in-depth discussion about sex, teenagers, coming of age and how it all works out in the end.

The Girls opinion;

Sex is such a very touchy subject for parents and daughters, and I know I was always taught wait for the right person Carrie, make sure you use some sort of birth control, boys usually only want one thing so don't become one of those girls. Well I never was one of 'those girls' and I made many sexual decisions including loosing my virginity at 16 to someone who I really didn't think was all that important. But as time grew on, and I learned more about sex, all of a sudden waiting for a 'long period' of time before engaging in sex with someone in a relationship wasn't that big of a deal. Now at the age I am which is mid twenties, sex is more of a need than a curiosity. Relationships tend to start with one or two dates and if there is enough interest and a want to further the relationship then sex just seems to follow, because it turns into a basic need not a want. Maslow's hierarchy-food shelter water-sex. I suppose most people do not see eye to eye with my opinion but it is just that an opinion that seems to run rampant with my girlfriend’s brains. So from teenager to mid twenty something, the idea of sex changes, you become more comfortable with yourself, you don’t mind being naked, you will play with your body and have sex sooner, because you want it. In no way an I saying have sex because you are suppose to, but exploring and learning never hurt anyone. Wait for the right time, and use protection.

His opinion;

Growing through my teenage years minus a father made sex a topic that was really never talked about with my mother, although her thoughts on the subject were quite clear. I think for younger guys sex is a goal. Running the bases is important. The “relationship” is somewhat less important than what he gets out of it. Girls are always setting the limits and boys are pushing those limits, sometimes too far. As a guy gains more experience, he also becomes smarter and more confident, better able to get what he wants. Soon the relationship becomes almost as important as the sex. In the mid to late twenties the relationship is equally as important. Finding someone with similar tastes, interests, and intellect becomes the goal, and of course sex.

Your opinion?

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Date:2003-01-27 16:27

Why is it your body goes through changes when you get older. What is that. I went through puberty at 12, when in music class in the portable of my public school, I start to bleed from a twelve year olds most private parts. Then it was all so new and exciting, now I cant wait for the bleeding to go away.

My facial features have changed, I mean I still look like Carrie, but I look like weird Carrie. My fun and funky hair styles which I am known for both by coworkers and friends have seemingly disappeared,. After the gym today, I felt somewhat disappointed with my workout. Things need to change in my life to make me feel better about myself. I will call about a hair appointment tomorrow, and see if my personal trainer is able to make my muscles and body ache again. Snowboarding is the same, although, instead of feeling like a kid doing what she wants, I feel like an adult that the kids look at and laugh, because I am doing what I want.

Is this what its like getting older, falling into a pit of endless self-esteem issues. Yeah I am not looking forward to that.

Where is my funk...come back.

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Date:2003-01-24 15:44

Its Friday afternoon..

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Date:2003-01-19 22:04

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Date:2003-01-19 19:53

There is something about letting something go, something that was a huge part of your life go. When someone (me) changes so drastically, because they are in a different state of mind that makes everything seem like everything is a stretch.

We will always care...

But never be provided with what was before.

Never let anything bad happen, never be blue, never hold on for fear of losing, because that one thing you think about will always be there.

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Date:2003-01-18 10:44

It makes me smile, but at the same time it makes me sad.

It seems to be something I cant reach out and touch, because its hard to explain.

Im glad your happy though, that is the number one thing I want...

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Date:2003-01-15 19:05
Subject:From an email I got..Canadian politics!

The ant works hard in the withering heat all summer long,
building his house and laying up supplies for the winter.
The grasshopper thinks he's a fool, and laughs and dances and plays
the summer away. Come winter, the ant is warm and well fed. The grasshopper has no
food or shelter, so he dies out in the cold.

The ant works hard in the withering heat all summer long,building
his house and laying up supplies for the winter.
The grasshopper thinks he's a fool, and laughs and dances and plays
the summer away. Come winter, the shivering grasshopper calls a press conference and
demands to know why the ant should be
allowed to be warm and well fed while others less fortunate are
cold and starving. CBC shows up to provide pictures of the shivering grasshopper next
to a video of the ant
in his comfortable home with a table filled with food.
Canadians are stunned by the sharp contrast. How can this be, that
in a country of such wealth,
this poor grasshopper is allowed to suffer so?
The NDP and the CAW stage a demonstration in front of the ant's
house, where the news stations film the group singing "We Shall Overcome."
Svend Robinson rants in an interview with Pamela Wallin that the
ant has gotten rich off the backs of grasshoppers, and calls for an immediate tax hike on the ant to
make him pay his "fair share".
Finally, the Liberal Government drafts the Economic Equity and Anti
Ant Act, retroactive to the beginning of the summer.
The ant is fined for failing to hire green bugs for help and,
having nothing left to pay his retroactive taxes,
his home is confiscated by the government.
The story ends as we see the grasshopper finishing up the last bits
of the ant's food while the government
house he is in, which just happens to be the ant's old house,
crumbles around him because he doesn't maintain it.
The ant has disappeared in the snow.
The grasshopper is found dead in a drug related incident and the
house, now abandoned, is taken over by a gang of spiders who terrorise the once peaceful

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