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| 04:51pm 03/02/2006 |
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mood:  tired
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It's been ages livejournal. I'm tired a lot. And I don't like working. I'm going to go to school for a year, and then some, straight. Gibbs is a funny little school . I'm afraid I won't be able to take a breath. That really scares me actually. I tend to get real lazy and I fear I won't accomplish much or won't feel like accomplishing anything. We'll find out. Until then, I hope to get some sleep. |
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| 05:17pm 17/12/2005 |
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So apparently I look like a few celebrities including Jason Biggs. |
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| 05:54pm 24/11/2005 |
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Wow, livejournal's all fancy shmancy.
Thing's are different.
I'm tired. |
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| 09:41pm 22/09/2005 |
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mood:  blank
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My white cats always run away.
College is bullshit, don't go.
I'm so frustrated because I feel so lost.
End. |
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| 11:46pm 18/09/2005 |
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I want a pet snake and my tattoo toooo. |
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| 02:34pm 17/09/2005 |
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mood:  excited
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SUp bitches. My NEWWW cell number is (908)698-3364. Hit me up. I'd make me horney.
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I really tried not to be innapropriate. Didn't work :P |
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| 09:51pm 08/09/2005 |
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mood: sleepy
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Oh man. Journal. I'm so tired. School confuses me more than it makes me mad. I think the damned RV website should be my teacher and then I'd be set. That's all they're using anyway. "Go on the internet and find your own assignments to complete I'll grade them...eventually." Yep. Then work makes me giggle because I'm almost a big kid with my shiney new raise. I did my first return today. But like I said, I'm tired and I have some math homework to do. I found out I'm pretty lousy at precalc, so I better go work on that. |
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| 02:28am 15/08/2005 |
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mood:  hungry
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So I feel like throwing up more often now. Partially because I'm so hungry but mostly because my family has fallen apart and everythings just so, fucked.
I hate this fucking journal. |
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| 08:55pm 14/08/2005 |
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mood:  loved
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I hope Sean knows that he's the cutest thing ever. |
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| 01:05am 12/08/2005 |
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I think it's funny how my brother knows and hangs out with the people I knew when I was younger. And I'm willing to bet you the world that they don't remember me. Kinda silly. But that's just how cool I am. You know, I'm memorable like that. |
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| 01:27pm 08/08/2005 |
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Oy vey. Nothing wants me to go to college. I was about to scream irrationally in livejournal yesterday, but due to a coincidentially non working internet this was not possible. So today you get the toned down calmer version. Nothing wants me to go to college. Not even myself at this point. Jeeze. I just want to be registered and have everything done, but it doesn't work that way with me ever. It'll get done. I swear..I think.
I had a horrifying yet hillarious dream about Nami and Lauren this morning. We were at Chelsea's and Lauren wanted to show me her backflip that she learned at her new country club job as a cheerleading instructor. She jumped off a fairly small hill onto the road and did her backflip. Note before this Nami ran off into someones yard. Then all of a sudden I see Nami violently running towards the little hill. He spazed out and twisted and tried to do the same thing as Lauren but it looked like he was made out of putty and he twisted his back and landed on his neck about a billion and a half times. I was scared and I thought he broke his neck or died but then he started laughing and said he was alright and guess what, he was, infact, made out of putty. The end.
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EDIT: I took the placement test. Almost there :D |
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| 01:41am 07/08/2005 |
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mood:  nerdy
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I love Inuyasha. Oh and that smelly kid Sean ;P |
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| 06:11pm 29/07/2005 |
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mood: exhausted
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Ok we're leaving for Seaside Heights either tonight (to my surprise) or tomorrow as expected. Um if you're going down on Thursday, I'll be there. Just call me when you get there or the night before. Old time photos will be taken so be ready. You can crash overnight if you dont mind sleeping on the floor in a small cramped space. Hope to see you there!@!@!#@#
<3<3<3 |
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| 12:35pm 16/05/2005 |
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I've had a lot of time to think last night/morning. Me and Heather were up till like 6am. I had fun at her party because it's Heather and I love her. But I just don't think I should do this drinking thing anymore. I've been doing it since what 8th grade? I think I've had my fair share of it all. So I'm gunna give it up because it's fun for the first hour give or take, but then it's just a massive whirlwind of stupidity and I'm just done with that. I enjoy the actions of drinking, the excitment, but then you just get sick and dizzy and hurt one way or another and it's not worth it to me anymore. Sean doesn't drink so what's my need to do so? There is none anymore. But much love to the ones who love me. |
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| 07:16am 10/05/2005 |
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Things are odd. My life/family's life is just completely tragic. Not necessarily morbidly, although sometimes it is. It's more like we're in a hole with the faintest light dripping in and the walls are too slippery to climb out, but just when it seems like the walls have dried and we can dig our feet into the dirt the walls cave in. If it's not one thing, it's another.
College. Bah. We won't even talk about you. |
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| 06:46pm 03/04/2005 |
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Oh I'm so upset. I found out that my AOL is no longer alive due to unpaid bills I can safely assume. And so I can't really check my mail or go to my favorites. And I can't for the life of me, remember my AIM password and I had the damn thing sent to me, only I can't check it because you know, my AOL's dead. So yippy! I'm still clueless :P I have a bit of homework to complete by Monday. Grrr. I miss the artificial glow from my computer :(
But p.s. I love Sean ;P |
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| 06:41pm 10/02/2005 |
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So, this might be the final entry of this thing for a long time. But we don't know that yet. Actually it probably won't be because I'm going to pay the phone bill that my mom can't afford right now in this point in our lives. So scratch that I guess. |
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| 07:02pm 06/02/2005 |
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I don't appreciate anybody's nasty little comments and or talking behind my back about things you've already mentioned to me over and over again. Why ruin a good night with petty little comments? It's what we do. Go figure. |
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| 10:05am 06/02/2005 |
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mood: tired
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The day to end all days. Heh. Yesterday was an exercise of our 18 year old super powers. We left onto 22 around 9:30 and Danielle found the porn shop right away. The front of the store had a lot of outdated 80's movies that no one would come to that store for. Then we got carded and went into the back where a plethora of blatently nudie movies were, some toys and stripper-esque clothing. We bought something for ourselves and left. We traveled further down 22 into Union, then oh wait HI UNION! Then into CVS and drove towards death and gangs. At least that's where Danielle's interpretaion of the directions lead us to. Then I got us out of death gang land and back onto 22. Then we went towards Union and almost HI UNION until Danielle suggested we go to Newark. Lo and behold, there it was, Hot22. We got carded, went inside and Vaginas eww, then carded again. The girls were classy let me tell ya. Heh. There was a lot of vaginas in faces. We took residence in a darkened corner where we were felt up and hit on by 2 of the strippers. Then one of them was a really good dancer so Danielle gave her a dollar. She was really nice too. Then a skeevey old man talked to us and mainly Chelsea because she was closest and I was trying to ignor him. Then we left and went to Time to Eat diner. We met the lead singer from this band we saw Sophmore year I believe. He was randomly hillarious. "Look at him, he's wearing flannel for Christ's sake. Should we kill him?" "I wonder how many cotton balls she had to kill for that coat?" And so on and so forth. Haha. What a crazy fucking adventure. Happy Birthday to us. |
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| 12:00pm 04/02/2005 |
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I feel so mediocre. |
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