The replacement pen is dead... already. Can you believe it? Now I must go to the store in hopes of reviving it.

I was abruptly halted from doing my school work when the pen I had been using ran out of ink. I admit, I knew it was going to happen. In fact, I have been monitoring the pen's steady loss of life for no shorter than a week. In anticipation of the inevitable emptiness my pen would face, I found another pen suitable for preforming the first pen's job. It is laying on my desk, waiting to fill its post. Still, I found it necessary to note an event so uniquely mundane.

I am proud of having completely drained this pen. In less than one semester, it has fulfilled its life purpose. Pens may not have political affiliation but, this one died in the midst of underlining the greatest appeal of Marxism-Leninism to the Chinese people (it's appearance as a "sweeping systematic solution"). Although pens do not, as far as any intellectually accepted logic could deem, have thought, they serve to help us express and preserve our thoughts. I am proud to have used this pen primarily to further my understanding of Modern China. It has fulfilled its life purpose unlike so many, which lay forgotten in the bottom of backpacks, drawers, and desks.

While I am glad to have used this pen so thoroughly, I cannot help but bemoan its death. I now have an empty pen, which will soon be thrown away and forgotten. I can be happy that it has fulfilled its life purpose, but I wonder what will happen to it in death? I assume its empty shell will find its way to a landfill where it will VERY slowly decay. The pen positioned to replace this one has the potential to be refilled. When it runs out of ink, which it will shortly, given it is currently rather low on life as well, I will be able to revive it. The PILOT G-2 07 will become my Jesus pen. Alas, there is no more hope for my late uni-ball Signo Gelstick 0.7. It shall never live again...

My uni-ball Signo Gelstick 0.7 served its owner well. It is survived by all 7 of its siblings. They are (in order of least ink left to most): Purple, Black, Light Blue, Green, Orange, Pink, and Red. May your lifeless shell find a suitable resting place, Blue!

This is how it works: Comment on this entry and I will give you a letter. Write ten words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation what the word means to you and why, and then pass out letters to those who want to play along. If you want me to do any other letters, be sure to suggest!

Lifeisfickle gave me Q... a long ass time ago. (Does "long ass" make any sense?)...

Quintessential
Q-tip
Questionair
Quotable
Qualitive
Quantitive
Quackish
Qualifier
Quip
Quinsy

A dark dot with veined wings
greets my windshield
and I think.
an accidental wound to my line of sight?

A second and thrid obstruct
with the same folly
and my mind focuses some.
arrogance? not in such numbers.

Two and three more
means five and six
lives spot my view with
the genisis of a shape.

The guts are clearer and
the road fuses into the background
I search for a profound meaning.
what image is it and what could it mean for me?

But my car is slowing
and I find myself parking.
expectations dismiss the splattered life
Now unimportant in the presence of my destination.

I am officially the proud new owner of a 30GB video ipod.

Boo Freckin' Ya!!!

Well, that's one more final down. Now I just have to present for Analyzing Lit and turn in my portfolio for Creative Writing. Then, here I come Kansas...

So, on my way to crash course studying for my final, I got a call from iHop. I am going to an orientation thing Wednesday. Does that mean they're not interviewing me? Who knows... anyway, I have to be in black shoes, black socks, black pants, a white button up (or down) shirt, and a tie...

I think this means I got the job. There wouldn't exactly be a strict dress code for an interview right?

I don't know but it kind of came as a shock. I was getting used to the idea of looking for a different job because I hadn't gotten a call and they said they'd call later that week... Crazyness... Being able to work in Brighton would be such a plus though.

Anyway, I can feel sweet release on the way...

Huh zah???

Carla Kay

QOTD: So my highschool friends? What will you be doing after this summer?

Time time time...

I can't believe it. I absolutely can't believe it. I have to go to school Friday, Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and then I am on to finals... Crazy happy. But busy. I have two papers to write and a bunch of stuff I'm not going to list because it's boring.

4 more days of school for me... :)

In 2 weeks I'll be back in Ottawa...

Oh, and my lovely sister should be getting an engagement ring with in the next week and a half so that makes everything with her official.

I feel kind of dirty but I am stoaked for her to be out of the house. It'll be the first time I've ever really had my own room. Completely my own and I get the entire basement. I am going to strip the walls of their paint and do a mural of sorts, I think I'll move my bed into the small room and set up Jenny's bed as a couch opposite of the tv and x-box, Bryan and I are talking about getting a pool table too. I just want to start working on it now...

I just cant stay out of weddings either... Last summer I was a bridesmaide twice. This summer I am going to be Jessica's Maid of Honor. I am excited for her. I promise it's not all about the room.

Crazy happy and deciding that I should do some work,
Carla Kay

QOTD: If you could transform into any animal at your whim, what animal would you choose to become?

I think I agree with Bryan. It's about time I get a new icon and do new back ground stuff, even change my info...

This has been
"Another pointless update with Carla"
Thank you and see you next time.