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Today seemed like a huge waste of a day.
Something was really wrong with me. I couldn't get to sleep until at least 4, and didn't wake up until 2. Once again, mother accused me of coming home late and having a hangover this morning.
I think she thinks all I do is drink. Truth is, I haven't drank in weeks. I don't plan on it anytime soon either.
10 days until junior year begins...what a thrill. I can't wait until senior year. I have to go apply at pier one.
I miss NYC...Live never ends in NYC.
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| So cold in August.. |
[12 Aug 2004|02:02pm] |
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Mogwai was absoluetly marvelous..Something to smoke to. I'd buy the cd. The rapture I must admit was pretty annoying, but the guys voice was so amazing.[not the lead singer..] I was into the first song he sang. Interpol..Expected them to be much much different. His voice is a lot like my sister's boyfriends. Almost exact. I was into two of interpol's songs but they weren't what I expected.
And finally...THE CURE.
Ugh. Love. love love love. Robert Smith looks like someone straight out of a Tim Burton movie. He seems very loving but very shy.
We were 20 rows from the stage. Magic!
I went crazy over the boy in the row in front of me. I thought about talking to him but of course gave up. He probably lived really far from me.
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[11 Aug 2004|01:08pm] |
Getting ready for the cure. Praying to god I don't run into anyone I know.
I hate you for being so selfish, but at the same time I love you for letting me know our friendship meant absoluetly NOTHING to you. I'm glad we no longer speak.
I can't stop thinking about how there's only two years left and then I'm on with life. And I'll never have to see anyone from my highschool again. It makes me so happy. :P
I can't wait to see Robert Smith!!
We're 20 rows from the stage
I would really like to see Jason going.
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| FUck summer. |
[03 Aug 2004|05:56pm] |
It feels like I never left school. I'm glad i'll be used to it once i get back. I just hate the whole senior class there and I can't wait until those fucks are gone. I hate half of my class too. Tonight should be nice. I haven't hung out with Heather all summer. This will be fun fun. Hopefully once she gets her lisence we can hang out more more more.
My list comes to a total of $500. I love the money that I don't fucking have.
I need to turn 17.
I need a fucking job.
I need a Saturn. Or a Merecedes :D
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[30 Jul 2004|06:13pm] |
I have a few weeks to try and really consider switching to a smaller school district. I don't know if I can go back to Goodrich only to see about 300 people I hate. I'd rather just go to a school where I know no one. Brandon, maybe? I'd love to look into it. Maybe I will.
[Good, I'm glad..that's where you belong.]
i<3MtPleasant
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[20 Jul 2004|11:56pm] |
Hate Cristina, love everyone else.
I just feel like saying fuck all of you.
Somethings holding me back.
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| very nice |
[31 May 2004|12:56am] |
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There is no longer a computer in my room. I suffer from a hangover everyday. My life isn't even in my hands anymore, and i'm afraid to say it. My life ended a few days ago for the the 2nd time. I have no screen name, or AOL. The computer is the coward's way out. suicide.
June 2nd should be a real fucking wake up.
you know, people will have their imagination, but i am not happy. And i dont know if i ever was. If you think i got off easy, think harder, because im fucking miserable without substance.
This is probably the last time i'll be updating.
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[20 May 2004|04:07pm] |
Aww, do we all have to post anonymous? Pussies. love it.
I hate you all. you know nothing about me. or the story.
So fucking old. Get over it.
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[19 May 2004|04:02pm] |
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My favorite part about all of this is the fact that you people are so fucking ignorant that you blame me before knowing the story. You blame me because it happend at my house, you think i said it all up [not possible] and you think i led the kid on. I hate humans..
All of you need to get the fucking story straight, and know both sides, and realize everything that you're all saying. I tried saving friendships, but you're all to fucking caught up in Josh that you can;t handle it. So after you realize what he said to me, how bad he hurt me about my father, you can all fuck off.
i love you david slaga..i love casey champion..i love charlie burt..i love matthew donaldson..i love amanda sproule...i love dennis burger..i love ashley hipps..i love everyone who hates me most.
See you all in hell.
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| oh my god and oh my god |
[13 May 2004|03:55pm] |
I've had a sore throat for 2 days going on three.
two days going on three.
i <3 modest mouse
So tomorrow is self-medicating and i hope i can find a ride saturday, i'd love to wish casey a happy birthday face to face!
fuck my powers gunna go out.
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| happy mother's day |
[09 May 2004|08:07pm] |
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who do you miss the most?
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[05 May 2004|07:07pm] |
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My head is floating on the ceiling, and the string attatched to the back of my brain dangles down and soars in the wind crossing its path. Tied to the end of the string is my nose, the size of a balloon, throbbing. My head bounces swiftly and hits the ceiling everytime it moves..up down up down. Like a bobber in a dirty lake. My nose sways with the string it's tied too, and i'm beginning to think.....this is life.
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| So I do. |
[04 May 2004|08:56pm] |
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I feel better about everything. And I might stop writing in this soon. My comments are few and making my thoughts public isn't really me. And by public I mean realllly fuckin public.
So this weekend may be shit. Most likely. She can't stay anywhere.
I don't understand why appointments are made so early, and why other people are soo much cooler than me. I just love rejection though. So keep it coming.
I can't stop thinking about skipping school May 28th [if you didn't know I NEVER get to skip school...i'm talking ever.] and or seeing APC or radiohead live. Might not happen soon.
Either i'm sick from the man that lives in this house, or my allergies are trying to tell me to suffer. Because I truely suffer when my allergies act up. My eyes are cement balls being brushed with fur and my nose is just a balloon on my face.
Saturday..I'm babysitting the cutest baby alive. [please don't argue.]
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[28 Apr 2004|05:59pm] |
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school. sleep. bad grade[s]. fusion dannon smoothie.
nyc.
cristina lynn jones.
School sucked. i know nothing of whats going on this weekend. i guess..just call me? i'll most likely go to amanda's sat. and do fucking nothing friday. if you want to get married, call me too. im in need of a relationship BADLY.
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| happy earth day (: |
[22 Apr 2004|06:27pm] |
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School was short and tiring. Bored me to death. I came home, went to sleep around 4. Woke up at 6. I love naps.when i can take them...
Speaking of Earth day, I need to cut down on that plant that we all thank mother nature for. I'm getting fucking mental.
come on let's go. don't talk about tomorrow.
I feel like soaking. bath? bath.
i'll never make the same mistake-
I hate seeing couples on tv, shows, and movies.
depressing
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[19 Apr 2004|03:14pm] |
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School was easy..and fucking rediculous.
Thought about NYC all day.
i miss central park.
i miss having someone fucking...next to me.
Hopefully this weekend might make my life worth living??
::just move your body::
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| So happy together |
[18 Apr 2004|02:15pm] |
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Nothing. shower time! |
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I enjoyed last night. Minus the cigs.
Meg is very cool, the fact that her and noelle know eachother good makes me feel a 3rd wheel. But hey, shit happens and I can't do anything about it.
Today should make a great entry.
[it's imperative that i speak to him]
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[18 Apr 2004|01:07am] |
fuckinh drunk.
so happy
while everyone hates me
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[17 Apr 2004|12:38pm] |
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I'm lost in translation.
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