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Apr. 25th, 2006 | 07:45 pm
mood: 
sfuck you
JESUS CHRIST
jazz band: sucks
band: sucks
history: almost sucks
palinksy: sucks cause of lauren and her stupid opinion
asl: sucks
white: almost sucks majorly
lewis: sucks
day:sucks
journal: sucks
you: suck
i: suck
we all: suck
jazz band: sucks
band: sucks
history: almost sucks
palinksy: sucks cause of lauren and her stupid opinion
asl: sucks
white: almost sucks majorly
lewis: sucks
day:sucks
journal: sucks
you: suck
i: suck
we all: suck
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...I know you have re-written mine, by being my friend..
Apr. 24th, 2006 | 03:17 pm
location: basement
mood: 
confused
music: "Grand Russian Fantasia"
bad day. but a good day.
(god the plus-minus thing is weird...but fun...somehow)
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++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
--concert band cannot, under any circumstances, keep a tempo (der)
+we played mighty mite
-- Chris Vogt actually thought he could get away with putting the tempo on me and Jackie (damn those flutes!)
---he wanted us to "plow through" "New Millenium"...
--headache from lack of sleep...and band
++really soft hair from an awesome shampoo and conditioner
--Hurley being "hurley'ish" in math...
-Kristen being mad at me for a stupid reason...
+we'll make up tomorrow
---the inability to...
----losing friends
------knowing it's your fault
---------not caring
------------not knowing why you're not caring
---------------not knowing why you're not knowing about not caring...
-Jobin's bugging me
+++Zach is really awesome, and most of the time one of the best friends ever.
--Jobin's annoying
+++Stephen is also awesome...in a really...mellow...awesome way.
+Palinsky wasn't here
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--Band sucks
---I am confused about a lot of things right now.
----knowing that there are a lot more minuses than pluses in your day
++++knowing that someone's always there for you--no matter what.
------knowing the shit you put them through that they shouldn't have to go through
+++having loyal friends...no matter what
---not appreciating them
----not knowing if they'll always be there...or certain ones...
random fact: I hate the sound of people eating. Or rather, the sounds people make when they're eating.
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Do I need a title?
Apr. 23rd, 2006 | 08:07 pm
mood: 
nostalgic
music: "In a sentimental mood" john coltrane
i love you X 999999999999999999999999999999999999999999
*hug*
*more stuff about love and...stuff*
so...I'm updating again...no reason
or is there?
lol *in a really good mood*
so...
um...
no jazz band tomorrrow...
lol, Jobin volunteered to say this in front of the class:
I am we Todd did.
Sofa king we Todd did.
lol, wow...and he didn't get it until like, 10 minutes later.
and people wonder how guys can be better than girls (lol, inside joke)
but it's really not an inside joke. ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. ;-D
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offensive...but...well, don't click it.
Apr. 23rd, 2006 | 06:36 pm
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I'll see you on the flip side...
Apr. 23rd, 2006 | 05:56 pm
location: basement
mood: 
...
so...
the sewer backed up today.
I spent the whole day cleaning up the basement...and my clothes.
I'm getting a cell phone.
My mom called me.
My neck is killing me...really bad.
Holly's pissed at me because I didn't come over today to work on the project.
...ow, my neck...
I talked on the phone last night.
I am bored.
random fact: Absorbine Jr. is like..awesome.
the sewer backed up today.
I spent the whole day cleaning up the basement...and my clothes.
I'm getting a cell phone.
My mom called me.
My neck is killing me...really bad.
Holly's pissed at me because I didn't come over today to work on the project.
...ow, my neck...
I talked on the phone last night.
I am bored.
random fact: Absorbine Jr. is like..awesome.
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too good to be true...
Apr. 22nd, 2006 | 04:56 pm
mood: 
depressed...again
music: "papercut" linkin park
I need something to do tomorrow or tonight.
anything.
I don't want to be here, and I have money for a train.
Anything will do.
Anything.
in fact...I want to talk to someone.
Haven't decided who yet...
but someone.
*kills everyone in the family*
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Another day...
Apr. 22nd, 2006 | 03:48 pm
location: basement
mood: 
worried
music: "glad to be unhappy" wynton marsalis
so...
I went to Chelsea's!!!
*extreme details*
lol...so, she had piano lessons, and I really should've called before I came over, but I didn't. So...she wasn't home yet, lol, so her dad and I were talking. I think he likes extreme fishing. Yes, I meant that sentence, extreme fishing.
then, she finally came home, and wow...
*blushes*
she...can be very open sometimes...*grins*
but...I like it when she's open with me about everything.
We should be honest to each other, about everything.
Especially about shirts.
awww, and she got her hair cut/styled. It's soo much cuter than before.
So we were alone for about...oh, a couple hours or so, then Stacy came over.
lol, sometimes I wonder where Stacy gets her information.
But...she gets depressed sometimes, and she got depressed last night, so Chelsea and I just left her in her room while we went for a night walk.
It was the most calming thing I've done in a while.
I love spending the night at her house.
And of course, the conversations we have!
*nostalgia*
oooh, and then I was beating Stacy with some huge green dick-shaped pillow.
OMG...wow...lol, seriously though, it's about as tall as I am...
but...we stayed up 'till around 3 or something...
lol, then I woke up around 11 or something...and I won't share the details of the morning because that's actually something I want to treasure.
Me. Only me.
Then my dad actually called Chelsea's house, and he was like "der der der you have to come home and do the dishes, then you can go back over there"
so I come back home...there's like three fucking dishes!
so I can't wait until tonight, we're going to go see either The Benchwarmers, or Scary Movie 4. I already saw SM4, and I didn't really like it, but hey, if I get to spend time with her, and away from my family, anything will do.
*sigh*
beaucoup.
*update*
can't spend the night at Chels's house...something came up
*steaming fucking mad*
random fact: My fingernails break easily
I went to Chelsea's!!!
*extreme details*
lol...so, she had piano lessons, and I really should've called before I came over, but I didn't. So...she wasn't home yet, lol, so her dad and I were talking. I think he likes extreme fishing. Yes, I meant that sentence, extreme fishing.
then, she finally came home, and wow...
*blushes*
she...can be very open sometimes...*grins*
but...I like it when she's open with me about everything.
We should be honest to each other, about everything.
Especially about shirts.
awww, and she got her hair cut/styled. It's soo much cuter than before.
So we were alone for about...oh, a couple hours or so, then Stacy came over.
lol, sometimes I wonder where Stacy gets her information.
But...she gets depressed sometimes, and she got depressed last night, so Chelsea and I just left her in her room while we went for a night walk.
It was the most calming thing I've done in a while.
I love spending the night at her house.
And of course, the conversations we have!
*nostalgia*
oooh, and then I was beating Stacy with some huge green dick-shaped pillow.
OMG...wow...lol, seriously though, it's about as tall as I am...
but...we stayed up 'till around 3 or something...
lol, then I woke up around 11 or something...and I won't share the details of the morning because that's actually something I want to treasure.
Me. Only me.
Then my dad actually called Chelsea's house, and he was like "der der der you have to come home and do the dishes, then you can go back over there"
so I come back home...there's like three fucking dishes!
so I can't wait until tonight, we're going to go see either The Benchwarmers, or Scary Movie 4. I already saw SM4, and I didn't really like it, but hey, if I get to spend time with her, and away from my family, anything will do.
*sigh*
*update*
can't spend the night at Chels's house...something came up
*steaming fucking mad*
random fact: My fingernails break easily
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I've felt this way before...
Apr. 21st, 2006 | 05:29 pm
location: basement
mood: depressed
so...
no jazz band (small yay) but...i got up late: 7:05
regular band was...okay i guess...i liked the teacher.
zach was gone today, so history was boring except the fact that stephen and jobin were arguing about some stupid phone and an ipod. i did all my work for his class today, the whole weeks worth of work.
palinsky's class was boring; it was reading day. then she went to the bathroom in the middle of class...and never returned. it was curious.
i have no fourth hour this week, but...i've been going to 4th hour band instead, but...past couple days it just didn't seem worth it. band is more of an apathetic thing now. kristen is really what i like about that class. lol, shes such a funny little person.
math was okay, if not boring. trigonometric bingo...yeah, fun. but i re-took the math test after school...and there was this one question...i think it was arcsin(square root of 3) divided by 3...and it didn't have an answer. i don't feel like checking it right now, but it was something like that, and i was stuck on that forever until i realized it didn't have an answer. then mrs. white was okay. so...im glad i found something that was wrong.
then lewis partnered me up with holly, yay!, for some stupid project that...is just stupid. we're supposed to create a poster that represents organization, and we were supposed to cut out pictures and glue them on the poster in some organized way. any subject he said. so...holly was like "let's organize it by sex, and then let's use our gay-dar to organize it the other way by who looks gay.".....lol.....then i said "No."
so now our project is sex by how attractice they appear to us.
so i can go over to Chelsea's house this weekend. I may stay for the whole weekend, or I may not. Either way, I am super excited about it.
and then I had a dandelion fight after school with one of my friends...lol, it was actually fun.
lol.
oh...and I have a cold. this sucks.
random fact: Altoids have an expiration date (?!)
no jazz band (small yay) but...i got up late: 7:05
regular band was...okay i guess...i liked the teacher.
zach was gone today, so history was boring except the fact that stephen and jobin were arguing about some stupid phone and an ipod. i did all my work for his class today, the whole weeks worth of work.
palinsky's class was boring; it was reading day. then she went to the bathroom in the middle of class...and never returned. it was curious.
i have no fourth hour this week, but...i've been going to 4th hour band instead, but...past couple days it just didn't seem worth it. band is more of an apathetic thing now. kristen is really what i like about that class. lol, shes such a funny little person.
math was okay, if not boring. trigonometric bingo...yeah, fun. but i re-took the math test after school...and there was this one question...i think it was arcsin(square root of 3) divided by 3...and it didn't have an answer. i don't feel like checking it right now, but it was something like that, and i was stuck on that forever until i realized it didn't have an answer. then mrs. white was okay. so...im glad i found something that was wrong.
then lewis partnered me up with holly, yay!, for some stupid project that...is just stupid. we're supposed to create a poster that represents organization, and we were supposed to cut out pictures and glue them on the poster in some organized way. any subject he said. so...holly was like "let's organize it by sex, and then let's use our gay-dar to organize it the other way by who looks gay.".....lol.....then i said "No."
so now our project is sex by how attractice they appear to us.
so i can go over to Chelsea's house this weekend. I may stay for the whole weekend, or I may not. Either way, I am super excited about it.
and then I had a dandelion fight after school with one of my friends...lol, it was actually fun.
lol.
oh...and I have a cold. this sucks.
random fact: Altoids have an expiration date (?!)
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song of the day.
Apr. 20th, 2006 | 07:37 pm
It starts with one thing
I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on, but didn't even know
Wasted it all just to watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try, keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme, to explain in due time
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so (far)
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me (in the end)
You kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I’ve put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There's only one thing you should know
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Heart full of pain head full of stress handful of anger held in my chest
Apr. 20th, 2006 | 07:11 pm
mood: depressed
so my dad got all pissed at me and we had a yelling match.
grounded until i start brown nosin'.
i hope i can get him to still let me go to chelseas.
grounded until i start brown nosin'.
i hope i can get him to still let me go to chelseas.
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god...I don't want stress!
Apr. 20th, 2006 | 05:13 pm
mood: 
damn math test
so, well, yeah, today sucked.
mrs. white obviously thinks im a complete idiot.
as does mr. wykes.
and that damn mr. lewis wouldnt give me the extra credit points I EARNED while playing review bowling. sure, i had a team with me, but uh, i told them all the answeres...okay, SO WHAT!? THEYRE ON MY FRIGGIN TEAM! what am i supposed to do??? NOT tell them the answers?! grrrr....mr. lewis is so stupid...
speaking of stupid, he was like massaging a guy...for like 2 minutes straight when we were all working...and then the guy was like "oh, that feels good" and...it was...weird. and stupid. anyways...all he gave me was a piece of duct tape...wtf!?
so tiffini somehow got the impression that i didnt want a ride from her anymore, and so she says "its so hard being nice" LOL. um...tiffini, youre a bitch. to everyone. and then you blame what your parents bred into you, which in fact you think is not you, but yes tiffini...it really is you.
friggin a...i have a test to take in math tomorrow. yup RETAKES. i uh...didnt get a very good grade.
im glad we dont have jazz band friday or monday...about time i didnt have to hear those horrid songs anymore. and i am NOT improvising in oodles of blues. 1. that song sucks 2. i suck at improvising 3. i dont want to 4. i dont have time to 5. im not creative 6. let jon do it. he seems to do everything else, now doesnt he?
BUT! I am so excited about going over to Chelsea's house...she really surprises me sometimes...like, she's into like...demonology and just weird occult (?), if that's even the right word, stuff. some philosophy, but...anyways...
update later maybe.
*updates after re-reading the entry*
okay, sorry, I know, I'm being really bitchy, but I've had a long, bad day. I just needed to let it out somewhere.
*updates again after re-reading the updated entry*
okay, I don't need to explain why I'm bitching...if I want to, I can, it's MY journal.
*updates again after re-reading the updated entry*
okay...just...nevermind. that looked like a really mean thing to say...but it IS the truth...
random fact: I hate my family.
mrs. white obviously thinks im a complete idiot.
as does mr. wykes.
and that damn mr. lewis wouldnt give me the extra credit points I EARNED while playing review bowling. sure, i had a team with me, but uh, i told them all the answeres...okay, SO WHAT!? THEYRE ON MY FRIGGIN TEAM! what am i supposed to do??? NOT tell them the answers?! grrrr....mr. lewis is so stupid...
speaking of stupid, he was like massaging a guy...for like 2 minutes straight when we were all working...and then the guy was like "oh, that feels good" and...it was...weird. and stupid. anyways...all he gave me was a piece of duct tape...wtf!?
so tiffini somehow got the impression that i didnt want a ride from her anymore, and so she says "its so hard being nice" LOL. um...tiffini, youre a bitch. to everyone. and then you blame what your parents bred into you, which in fact you think is not you, but yes tiffini...it really is you.
friggin a...i have a test to take in math tomorrow. yup RETAKES. i uh...didnt get a very good grade.
im glad we dont have jazz band friday or monday...about time i didnt have to hear those horrid songs anymore. and i am NOT improvising in oodles of blues. 1. that song sucks 2. i suck at improvising 3. i dont want to 4. i dont have time to 5. im not creative 6. let jon do it. he seems to do everything else, now doesnt he?
BUT! I am so excited about going over to Chelsea's house...she really surprises me sometimes...like, she's into like...demonology and just weird occult (?), if that's even the right word, stuff. some philosophy, but...anyways...
update later maybe.
*updates after re-reading the entry*
okay, sorry, I know, I'm being really bitchy, but I've had a long, bad day. I just needed to let it out somewhere.
*updates again after re-reading the updated entry*
okay, I don't need to explain why I'm bitching...if I want to, I can, it's MY journal.
*updates again after re-reading the updated entry*
okay...just...nevermind. that looked like a really mean thing to say...but it IS the truth...
random fact: I hate my family.
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away messages kick ass
Apr. 19th, 2006 | 10:03 pm
right now I don't know what to do. I have this friend...or this ex-friend or whatever the hell he is right now, and...I don't know if I hate him, or even why. I've just been detesting him as of late. He's one of the bestest people I know, and I owe it to him to tell him some of the rumors going around, some of the things he needs to know...about..., but I can't. I call and there is no answer. We exchange looks at school, and maybe he doesn't know it, but it kills me to even look at him. I summon my courage to look him in the eyes...but god the impression that it leaves. The questions that go unanswered...how can I be so selfish? how can I be so cold and uncaring? how can I abandon a friend like that? *breakdown*
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Mr. and Mrs. Perfect...or should I say...the misses broke it off?
Apr. 19th, 2006 | 05:01 pm
location: basement
mood: 
LO FREAKIN L (!?)
music: george carlin CD
so...
I had a rough night last night. I tried calling someone, and when that person didn't pick up I was like...devastated...and so I stayed up the whole night reading some stupid book, and not actually doing my homework, which I barely turned in today. oh god...i really need to start doing work in white's class...she's really gettin' kinda antsy...
and...I just wish we would take a break on Fridays or something to play something OTHER THAN NIGHT OF THE LIVING CHILI PEPPER OR OODLES OF BLUES. JUST STOP THE CRAZINESS MRS. FENNER!!! I KNOW! WE NEED TO PRACTICE....A LOT! Scratch that...everybody but the drummers could be ready in time, so... if we could just mix up the songs a little bit...it would be bearable.
so...I can't wait until I play bari next year. It's gonna be fun...
and...so I'm going to be taking physics, chemistry, anatomy/physiology, calc (ha), band, and adv. english...I'm going to hate having to do homework...maybe I should just drop out now and get a head start becoming a homeless person...and...and hold cock fights in my big box (that's right, I'll have the biggest box on the block!), and...no, in fact, I'll go to jail or prison where the government can PAY for my well-being, where I won't have to put up with taxes, just not put up with all the shit life throws at you. OR NOT. Prison women are so disgusting, I would sooo not want to be around them.
anyways...
hey, now all these people are saying "lo freakin l" okay...maybe one person was enough, but GOD, do people really laugh and in the middle they're like "ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha freakin ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"....no one I know does that...but, whatever floats your boat. whatever ripens your watermelon. whatever inks your quill...
anyways...
I'M SO EXCITED! Chelsea and I are going to like, have so much fun. Too bad I can only come over after 7 on Friday...lol, yay for passing notes in 4th hour! wow...sometimes she...amazes me. lol, like today we were talking about marriage...she doesn't want to get married...WTF?! I don't know...
lol, not to me you silly persons!
random fact: I can't stand having my hands dirty.
I had a rough night last night. I tried calling someone, and when that person didn't pick up I was like...devastated...and so I stayed up the whole night reading some stupid book, and not actually doing my homework, which I barely turned in today. oh god...i really need to start doing work in white's class...she's really gettin' kinda antsy...
and...I just wish we would take a break on Fridays or something to play something OTHER THAN NIGHT OF THE LIVING CHILI PEPPER OR OODLES OF BLUES. JUST STOP THE CRAZINESS MRS. FENNER!!! I KNOW! WE NEED TO PRACTICE....A LOT! Scratch that...everybody but the drummers could be ready in time, so... if we could just mix up the songs a little bit...it would be bearable.
so...I can't wait until I play bari next year. It's gonna be fun...
and...so I'm going to be taking physics, chemistry, anatomy/physiology, calc (ha), band, and adv. english...I'm going to hate having to do homework...maybe I should just drop out now and get a head start becoming a homeless person...and...and hold cock fights in my big box (that's right, I'll have the biggest box on the block!), and...no, in fact, I'll go to jail or prison where the government can PAY for my well-being, where I won't have to put up with taxes, just not put up with all the shit life throws at you. OR NOT. Prison women are so disgusting, I would sooo not want to be around them.
anyways...
hey, now all these people are saying "lo freakin l" okay...maybe one person was enough, but GOD, do people really laugh and in the middle they're like "ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha freakin ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"....no one I know does that...but, whatever floats your boat. whatever ripens your watermelon. whatever inks your quill...
anyways...
I'M SO EXCITED! Chelsea and I are going to like, have so much fun. Too bad I can only come over after 7 on Friday...lol, yay for passing notes in 4th hour! wow...sometimes she...amazes me. lol, like today we were talking about marriage...she doesn't want to get married...WTF?! I don't know...
lol, not to me you silly persons!
random fact: I can't stand having my hands dirty.
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Graveyard quote: "We rest until morning"
Apr. 18th, 2006 | 09:00 pm
location: basement
mood: 
chelsea!
yeah...so everytime I walk through the graveyard...it always occurs to me:
one of these days...my name's going to be on one of those stones...and there'll be other people that walk past...count the years that I lived...and...it won't matter. It won't matter then what I did in my life, it won't matter how big my gravestone is, it just won't matter. I'll be another decomposing thing in the ground.
on a lighter note...
I came home and slept. and I still have some stupid persuasive essay to do for palinsky about gay rights. I don't know what to write about it. God...this is hard.
OMG...I remember what I was going to write... :-)
Ben!!! I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
CRAZY MESSAGES ON YOUR HOME PHONE!!!!
oh...and I am finally getting a ride to jazz band in the mornings...
by my favorite person in the whole world...*deep scary voice* TIFFINI HURLEY
today was a nice day...
played stephen kennedys guitar
hid zachs tennis balls
threw away jobins math book
procrastinated on homework
took a long nap
lol, had an arguement with jobin over gay people and there being too many of them in the world (?)
and then zach and i tried to convince jobin that jon wasnt gay...eh, we all know how that worked out...
and holly and shawna are friends again! :-)
and omg! emily and kylie FINALLY broke up...
and I am sooo spending the night at Chelsea's house!!
It's been so long *sigh*
random fact: I LOVE hot milk...no, not warm, HOT
one of these days...my name's going to be on one of those stones...and there'll be other people that walk past...count the years that I lived...and...it won't matter. It won't matter then what I did in my life, it won't matter how big my gravestone is, it just won't matter. I'll be another decomposing thing in the ground.
on a lighter note...
I came home and slept. and I still have some stupid persuasive essay to do for palinsky about gay rights. I don't know what to write about it. God...this is hard.
OMG...I remember what I was going to write... :-)
Ben!!! I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
CRAZY MESSAGES ON YOUR HOME PHONE!!!!
oh...and I am finally getting a ride to jazz band in the mornings...
by my favorite person in the whole world...*deep scary voice* TIFFINI HURLEY
today was a nice day...
played stephen kennedys guitar
hid zachs tennis balls
threw away jobins math book
procrastinated on homework
took a long nap
lol, had an arguement with jobin over gay people and there being too many of them in the world (?)
and then zach and i tried to convince jobin that jon wasnt gay...eh, we all know how that worked out...
and holly and shawna are friends again! :-)
and omg! emily and kylie FINALLY broke up...
and I am sooo spending the night at Chelsea's house!!
It's been so long *sigh*
random fact: I LOVE hot milk...no, not warm, HOT
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meh
Apr. 17th, 2006 | 10:15 pm
| Your Theme Song is Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd |
 "There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship?s smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves." You haven't been feeling a lot lately, and you think that's a good thing. The comfortable part is nice... but you should really work on numb. |
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(no subject)
Apr. 17th, 2006 | 02:49 pm
You will live in Mansion.
You will drive a black Explorer.
You will marry [insert name here] and have 3 kids.
You will be a doctor in Italy.
http://www.playmash.com
You will drive a black Explorer.
You will marry [insert name here] and have 3 kids.
You will be a doctor in Italy.
http://www.playmash.com
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Justin
Apr. 16th, 2006 | 08:38 pm
location: basement
mood: 
blank
and justin can now read these entries.
i dont know why i added him, i guess it was because he added me to his friends list, and since i dont know how to change friends from mutual to normal, or even if you can, hes just part of the list now.
so i dedicated an entry to him. just because. his name was even capitalized.
~special~
random fact: I used to memorize songs by listening to them over, and over, and over for hours.
i dont know why i added him, i guess it was because he added me to his friends list, and since i dont know how to change friends from mutual to normal, or even if you can, hes just part of the list now.
so i dedicated an entry to him. just because. his name was even capitalized.
~special~
random fact: I used to memorize songs by listening to them over, and over, and over for hours.
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i used to...
Apr. 16th, 2006 | 08:22 pm
location: basement
mood: ugh...family...DIE
Easter sucks ass.
So I had to get up for church, which I hate doing anyways, and when I got there I had to listen to a REALLY, REALLY bad choir. I mean...sure, I can give them credit for going up there...but who gave them the courage to do that? ugh...oh-well. So then a bunch of old ladies were talking about my attire, black sweatshirt and black pants, and it was just a terrible morning. Then...
I came home and took a shower.
Have you ever had a shower, and you're just thinking a lot or something, and it seems so loud, but when you turn the water off, and you get out, it seems so quiet. so quiet.
then rita, scott, and their baby came over. god! that baby NEVER stops crying...lol, neither would I if I had to live with rita but anyways...I got stuck feeding it while they went out to the garage for some reason...and...i normally hate babies...but...it just looked at me so trusting-ly. I just couldn't help but smile. It was actually quiet for once. But then I didn't know that you had to burp it after you stopped feeding it/whenever it wanted you to...so, um, that sucked, I was actually worried I killed their baby or something.
and of course it was Easter so there was nothing open, nothing on tv, so there was nothing to do. I already read all the books around here. or at least the ones i want to.
my dad forced me to call my mom for easter and wish her a happy easter. so i did, i called cell, home, and boyfriends house and left messages at all of them. i did my part, right? so she calls here and starts yelling at me because i didnt call her. she said she left me a message on the answering machine, and i already had told her im not allowed to check the answering machine; she didnt believe me. so then i got all pissed and started yelling at her that i was sleeping, it was fucking when i was "cleaning my room" that she called, and that i was busy so she hung up on me. okay, if you already have the fucking intention on hanging up on me, DONT GODDAMN CALL ME.
and my dad actually got me something for easter, its a hat that says "dont make me think, it hurts too much" how fitting that is.
and he also made me clean my room again today, and i had this smart idea that i would put in a cd to listen to while im doing it...then i realized that this cd kind of like, relaxed me, so i ended up getting in trouble for sleeping in the middle of a chore.
then i went for a short walk in the graveyard. there are a lot of kids that died. its kind of sad.
im so bored. i need to hang out with someone...soon.
random fact: I don't like Pepsi.
So I had to get up for church, which I hate doing anyways, and when I got there I had to listen to a REALLY, REALLY bad choir. I mean...sure, I can give them credit for going up there...but who gave them the courage to do that? ugh...oh-well. So then a bunch of old ladies were talking about my attire, black sweatshirt and black pants, and it was just a terrible morning. Then...
I came home and took a shower.
Have you ever had a shower, and you're just thinking a lot or something, and it seems so loud, but when you turn the water off, and you get out, it seems so quiet. so quiet.
then rita, scott, and their baby came over. god! that baby NEVER stops crying...lol, neither would I if I had to live with rita but anyways...I got stuck feeding it while they went out to the garage for some reason...and...i normally hate babies...but...it just looked at me so trusting-ly. I just couldn't help but smile. It was actually quiet for once. But then I didn't know that you had to burp it after you stopped feeding it/whenever it wanted you to...so, um, that sucked, I was actually worried I killed their baby or something.
and of course it was Easter so there was nothing open, nothing on tv, so there was nothing to do. I already read all the books around here. or at least the ones i want to.
my dad forced me to call my mom for easter and wish her a happy easter. so i did, i called cell, home, and boyfriends house and left messages at all of them. i did my part, right? so she calls here and starts yelling at me because i didnt call her. she said she left me a message on the answering machine, and i already had told her im not allowed to check the answering machine; she didnt believe me. so then i got all pissed and started yelling at her that i was sleeping, it was fucking when i was "cleaning my room" that she called, and that i was busy so she hung up on me. okay, if you already have the fucking intention on hanging up on me, DONT GODDAMN CALL ME.
and my dad actually got me something for easter, its a hat that says "dont make me think, it hurts too much" how fitting that is.
and he also made me clean my room again today, and i had this smart idea that i would put in a cd to listen to while im doing it...then i realized that this cd kind of like, relaxed me, so i ended up getting in trouble for sleeping in the middle of a chore.
then i went for a short walk in the graveyard. there are a lot of kids that died. its kind of sad.
im so bored. i need to hang out with someone...soon.
random fact: I don't like Pepsi.
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ugh...ruined
Apr. 15th, 2006 | 10:40 am
location: basement
mood: 
ugh...family...
music: i'd rather not say...
So today I got a phone call at 10 am (bad).
It was Holly (good).
She didn't want to hang out anymore because she failed her driver's test (bad).
I tried to comfort her the best I could at 10 in the mornin' (good-bad).
I asked her why she failed, and she told me it was because she ran a red light (bad).
She apparently thought you could turn left on a red light, as long as there wasn't a sign post stating otherwise (funny).
She told me to call her tonight after she got out of work (good).
After she hung up, my dad came in, and he told me that I HAD to go to the Easter Family Party Food thing with him, and stay there all night (bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad).
There will be free food (good).
It will be baked by relatives who don't know how to cook (bad).
Rita, Scott, and their baby are going to be there (bad good bad).
The baby will get all the attention (good good).
It won't stop crying (bad bad bad bad bad).
It will eventually cause a migraine like every other day of the week (bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad)
yup...I'll update when I get back. If I get back...
****edit****
I'm back. the food was terrible. and...i heard brokeback mountain was a porno for sickos. meh
Random Fact: I like myself physically. I think every part of me suites me...even the scars.