I'm Aisling. I'm a "dorkerella," on the never ending quest to be the world's greatest know-it-all. This is my story.
Firstly, stumbled over the old LJ, and found this snippet:
Ha ha, my uncle just sort of cleaned our computer and said that someone's been spying on us. My mom replied with "wow, they must be pretty bored...ha ha. But really... wouldn't it be funny if there was a site out there, like aislingb.com with stuff that I do online and pics of me walking down the street? And an entire nerd colony that worships me? Wow. Although it is quite scary too, because who knows what these spies have read about me or my friends over MSN??? All of my secrets could be exposed! Someone could write a tell-all book and ruin my life! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11 *sob*Yeah... I was so amusing as an eleventh grader! Ha ha. Anyway, now that I think about it, I would quite enjoy an entire nerd colony worshiping me. That way I could find a nice lovely one to marry! Hee hee heeeeeee.
Today is my last day of work, I've received my recommendation letter, and... yes, it's almost over! Whooot! However, it also means that this is my last entry in this thingy that will ever be labelled "Katimavik," unless I decide to write more about Katimavik or post more photos or something. En tout cas, it will be the last post I write as a Katimavik participant! Weird, huh? It's been nine months of this already! Unfortuently, I don't have much to say with this historic post! Tonight is Alex and Steve's pseudo-birthday party! Steve's birthday is August 26th, and Alex's birthday is November 17th. So they're the only 2 birthdays we haven't celebrated in Katimavik. Therefore, AUGUST 17th (a combination of their birthdays) shall hereby be celebrated in lieu of! Alex is quite excited, exclaiming things such as "Wow, I can't believe I'm 19. I've only been 18 for 9 months!" and Steve will probably leave as soon as we cut the cake, since he really isn't into these kinds of group events.
We cleaned the house last night, but this morning it was... well, it looked like a tornado went through it. I like to call it Katima-house Syndrome, and I will use the same term when my own room at home gets messed up in similar fashion.
MY OWN ROOM AT HOME! Ahhh, I'm excited! I keep thinking about hanging out there, and going to the bathroom in the morning and not having to share! And shower doors! Shower curtains make me mad! Oh, and nobody stealing my towel! It will be great! Obviously, I will miss my group LOADS, but I am quite stoked at the prospect of personal space, as are they, I am sure.
Well, I'm going to go now... maybe I should say something ceremonial? Well, maybe I'll just say thanks to those of you who read this, and en effet, came along for the ride with me! It's been fun! But it doesn't stop here! More crazy adventures will take place soon! Ha ha. Okay. Bye.
Labels: Journal, Katimavik, La Pocatière