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[30 Dec 2005|06:34pm] |
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Anyone still on this friends list who doesn't know my new journal and wants to be added?
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[27 Jul 2005|03:40pm] |
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Wow, i haven't been here in a looooong time. Reading through these entries is a trip.
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[18 Apr 2004|12:20am] |
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Hm. Correction. Completely new journal, comment if you want to be added. (this one is most likey going bye-bye).
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[17 Apr 2004|11:57pm] |
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Um, making friends list cuts. Some of you are staying, whether you like it or not. Comment if you want to stay.
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[16 Apr 2004|01:17pm] |
wow. yeah. I'm back!! Excited? I thought so.
My life as of now:
Therapy
Fam. TX
Job as a receptionist
impending IEP
fighting off residential like it's the apocolypse
waiting (impatiently) for my care-bear to return from NY
trying really hard NOT to be a pathetic loser
watching recorded buffy episodes constantly, which directly contradicts the above statement.
Hating everyone, as everyone wants me in out-of-state lockdown residental. "Oh yeah there's this great place in Michigan." FUCK YOU. MICHIGAN MY ASS. I'LL KILL YOU. I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU BEFORE I SIT AROUND WAITING TO BE SHIPPED OFF LIKE FUCKING COW MEAT. FUCKING COW MEAT.
very mundane. Filing my fingernails into points, hearing voices that i CANNOT for the life of me decide are real or ALL IN MY FUCKED HEAD. Judging from what they're talking about, i think it's the latter.
I need to have a TALK with SEAN but i am such a fucking pussy it makes me wanna scream. I'll do it, i swear. But right now i think i'll write desperate poetry and smoke a cig or two, then go over to Alma's house to dig through old clothes.
*kippers* i'm gonna call you sometime in the near future.
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[04 Apr 2004|08:50pm] |
1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says: "second sperm initiates the development of food-storage tissue which nourishes the growing embryo."
2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?: My camera cord
3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?: Some movie with Sean Connery
4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is: 9:00
5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?: 8:54
6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? Some traumatic event on TV
7: When did you last step outside? what were you doing?: Outside 5 minutes ago, front steps, smoking a cigarette.
8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?: Franc's amusing emails
9: What are you wearing?: Black sweatshirt formerly belonging to Andrew, black bra, huge blue jeans, flowery underwear, one green sock and one black sock.
10: Did you dream last night? Yes. Jennifer Garner was in it. As was a HOTT latina girl i was about to have sex with on some beach in Mexico.
11: When did you last laugh? hard? Last laughed at about 10am this morning, last laughed hard wednesday night.
12: What is on the walls of the room you are in?: Calendar, flower painting, motorcycle postcard, thermostat, random yellow post-its.
13: Seen anything weird lately?: Sean running around his living room mooning claire. Actually, that's not that weird.
14: what do you think of this quiz?: passes the time.
15: What is the last film you saw?: Moulin Rouge
16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?: An incredible car for Claire
17: Tell me something about you that I don't know: i LOVE Hanson. No, seriously.
18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?: Steve would have a house, money and food, and everyone would watch The Family Guy and the Dave Chappelle Show.
19: Do you like to dance?: yup
20: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?: Mona Rose
21: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?: Ethan Raine
22: Would you ever consider living abroad?: yeah
23: Will you pass on this survey?: sure
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[03 Apr 2004|05:36pm] |
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heh, Boris has made known his return to the world.
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[24 Mar 2004|08:59pm] |
Sean called from Vegas.
*smile*
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[14 Mar 2004|06:27pm] |
Alma: (sifting through the material damage and scrawled writings of last nights tearful rage) "No offense, Bunny, but you're fucking psycho."
I try.
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[12 Mar 2004|11:00pm] |
oh GODDESS this evening hurt.
I hate being 17. I hate legal age barriers. I hate that i like him so much. I hate that i cry because of him. I hate that i cry at all.
He's beautiful, and when i hold him i never want to let go. And it's doubtful i have the privelige of holding him anymore.
Amy: "Well, if things don't work out, could you handle it?"
Me: "It would definately suck, but i could deal. I wouldn't be a whiny basket-case or anything."
pfft. I'm definately NOT a pro at predicting my emotions in horrible situations.
I don't want to cry anymore i DON'T want to cry anymore. You will get no such satisfaction.
i.don't.want.it.to.hurt.anymore.
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[07 Mar 2004|12:44pm] |
Went to Sean's work last night (starbucks) and i was SO HOPPED UP ON COFFEE. They kept giving me free caffiene. Double espresso, an almond thingie, grande cappucino... I kept informing the manager that he can't stop the rock. Went to a bonfire, sean tried to play New Kids on the Block, almost got his ass kicked.
Stayed home last night after 3 days away. Gotta figure out a place to go tonight. I've prolly exhausted all my friend's hospitality, and i don't think kip needs another whacked female in his house. But i'll try to coerce him anyway. I'm good at that.
Sean is SO CUTE i really can't get over it. And he's IRISH! And maltese. And has tattoos. And i'm gonna go before i make someone puke.
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[28 Feb 2004|01:53pm] |
So, yanno. It's going. Still really SPACED after my d/c yesterday afternoon. It was an incredibly difficult stay... they bruised my wrists but i made Bruce bleed. Which, in the moment, was an accoplishment in itself.
But just about fuck all happened with the voices. Tracy Chapman's still yelling at me, but at least no one's trying to convince to go to Canada, or telling me i have bad teeth.
i feel like screaming.
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[27 Feb 2004|05:42pm] |
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10 days straight of haldol and ativan has fully kicked my ass.
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[15 Feb 2004|09:40pm] |
And in the aftermath of our outrageously stupid and desperately attention-whorish actions, what have we learned, and what have we gotten out of this?
*NyQuil will forever make me puke
*At least i didn't have to drink charcoal
*Useless trips to the ER really pinch my ballsack
*St. Lukes ER is always, always filled with heroin addicts
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[12 Feb 2004|06:42pm] |
And thus begins the Deterioration Chapter.
Life is one great big book, and the theme changes every few pages.
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