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[Tuesday May 16 2006  4:47 pm] |
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
She said "Some days I feel like shit,
Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal for a bit,"
I don't understand why you have to always be gone,
I get along but the trips always feel so long,
And, I find myself trying to stay by the phone,
'Cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone,
But I feel like an idiot, workin' my day around the call,
But when I pick up I don't have much to say,
So, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,
That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',
Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,
Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...
You know the place where you used to live,
Used to barbecue up burgers and ribs,
Used to have a little party every Halloween with candy by the pile,
But now, you only stop by every once and a while,
Shit, I find myself just fillin' my time,
With anything to keep the thought of you from my mind,
I'm doin' fine, I plan to keep it that way,
You can call me if you find that you have something to say,
And I'll tell you, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,
That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',
Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,
Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...
I want you to know it's a little fucked up,
That I'm stuck here waitin', no longer debatin',
Tired of sittin' and hatin' and makin' these excuses,
For why you're not around, and feeling so useless,
It seems one thing has been true all along,
You don't really know what you've got 'til it's gone,
I guess I've had it with you and your career,
When you come back I won't be here and you can sing it...
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...
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[Thursday May 11 2006 11:46 pm] |
yep as lame as it is and based upon how non often i post im still going to just post lyrics. i cant help it. i love reading my friends posts, and i wish i felt like i could vent on here. but recently my life rants have become even too much for me to handle. let alone for me to get a bunch of fake comments saying "i hope you feel better" or "things will work out" cause thats not what i need. i need real advice and real guidance at this point in my life. and frankly lj just isnt the place for me anymore. so if you can read lyrics and somewhat make sense of how im feeling from them, then welcome to my life. otherwise, im sorry, but get the fuck out of my head.
Look at earth from outer space
Everyone must find a place
Give me time and give me space
Give me real don't give me fake
Give me strength reserve control
Give me heart and give me soul
Give me time give us a kiss
Tell me you're a Politik
And open up your eyes
open up your eyes
Give me one cause one is best
in confusion confidence
Give me peace of mind and trust
Don't forget the rest of us
Give me strength reserve control
Give me heart and give me soul
Wounds that heal and cracks that fix
Tell me you're a Politik
And open up your eyes
Open up your eyes
Just open up your eyes
But give me love over, love over, love over this
And give me love over, love over, love over this
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[Tuesday May 2 2006 5:38 am] |
props to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) sexyblueduck</span>
You're driving down the highway.
Home from work or the mall.
Home from a spouse or mistress.
Home.
Like lemmings, you all fall into line, and continue on your set paths.
One person decides he feels like throwing a penny into the clockwork.
From the middle lane, he turns into the guardrail.
Killing everyone in his path.
No, this isn't the way things are supposed to end.
How are they?
Whats the probability that when your time is up, it's going to be on your terms?
If anyone who reads this takes anything from me, make it this.
Do what you want to do tomorrow, yesterday.
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[Wednesday March 22 2006 11:25 am] |
"It's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes i feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and its just too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst. And then i remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and i can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life."
its funny how caught up we get in life as human beings. there is so much to worry about, so much to try to analyze, fix, and whatever else we try to do. for some reason with all that goes on in the world we feel the need to clutch on to something to better ourselves, to make ourselves feel good over something that never really mattered much in the first place.
ive gotten so caught up in everyday life that i forgot that the single activities in one day are pointless in the long life i have ahead of me. the tasks and problems i encounter are simple when i dont blow them out of proportion and try to fix them all at once. in life things will work themselves out, if you give them the oppourtunity. i spend way too much time worrying about every problem, every mistake, etc... instead of taking time to tell myself its okay, im doing my best. i will figure it out in time. these past few months it seems as though ive been looking for a quick fix to everything. instead of finding a well rounded solution for the long run. ive been stressing over such tiny flaws and small problems when i should have just taken a step back from everything and realized i know what i need to do.
sadly by the time i realize all of this ive usually started affecting other aspects of my life which didnt have problems in the beggining. but those too will mend themselves in due time. all i have to do is remember to breathe, take my time, and know that i have friends and family here for me. not everyting matters so much. its just life. and its precious.
<3.
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[Wednesday March 15 2006 3:31 pm] |
| You're 70% Irish | 
You're very Irish, and most likely from Ireland.
(And if you're not, you should be!) |
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[Wednesday March 8 2006 8:13 pm] |
| You Are Dr. Pepper | 
You're very unique and funky, yet you still have a bit of traditionalism to you.
People who like you think they have great taste... and they usually do.
Your best soda match: Root Beer
Stay away from: 7 Up
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[Thursday February 16 2006 3:10 am] |
Some days I wish I could make you feel
Just exactly what you’ve put me through
The sleepless nights, the broken glass
Watching you there, drunk off your ass
You make me cry you make me scream
I wish this life was just a dream
You left us at home
And now you’re out there
Without a thought of me
You just don’t seem to care
But you say that you do
Leaving messages on my phone
I wish I could end it
Make you just leave me alone
But you’re there regardless
I can’t rid myself of your blood
Can’t cut out my heart
Forgetting all the damage done
So keep it going
Keep up this charade
Skip out on this shitty life you’ve made
You don’t care; you don’t want to try to fix it
Well fuck that, fuck you, this is all bullshit
Things won’t ever be the same
You ruined it for me, you ruined things for us
Wont try to change a thing, our love is a bust.
I won’t cry another tear for you
No I won’t let you in
I’m sick of all this bullshit
Can’t just let it end
But it stops here
I’m drawing the line
You lost your chance bitch
Now the chance is mine
I’m going to make it, with or without you
I don’t need your support, mostly I don’t need you
I can make it on my own
When I see you calling ill put down the phone
Won’t open myself up to all the pain you ensue
You fucked it all up mom, this shit is on you.
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[Monday February 13 2006 5:49 am] |
i dont know what has changed in me. but something is quite different. maybe its the fact that im actually doing good in life right now. and its not that hard. i dont know what the fuck my problem was. school is simple as of right now. thats because im doing liberal arts until i transfer elsewhere. but honestly like all this "lets be sad" shit is soooooo stupid. haha. ive wasted so much of my time and im realizing that now. ive been wanting people to notice me so much or whatever that i didnt even realize that i was so pathetic lol. so now i guess everything is more of a who gives a fuck kind of outlook on mostly everything. and it feels alot fucking better lol.
first off i love kady. this bitch is the fucking love of my life. she gets me. i get her. thats that. everyone else can kiss our pretty little white butts. :) we arent bitches we just dont like you. that our motto i guess. hahaha. i love it.
school is going really well. im actually going to class and doing the majority of the homework etc... im looking forward to midterm grades just so i can see them on paper!!!!!!!!!
my friend amber who went to delhi last semester is coming to visit on wednesday! i am so fucking excited. like. i love this girl to death lol. she is so much fun and we will have so many fun drunken nights during her visit.
im in love with life right now. regardlesss of all the shit that sucks, who cares. i cant do shit about it so i just do what i want/can and make the best of whatever. i like to eat ramen , smoke cigarettes, drink massive amounts of beer, read books, shower, wear shirts with no bra when i feel like it, wear sandals with socks in the winter, and sing random songs about what im doing in the exact moment im singing the song in a really tone deaf voice.
i love it. if you dont thats nice for you. lol.
otherwise. i love you all, and leave me more comments cause my lj is getting boring you sluts!
<3moira
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[Thursday February 2 2006 8:27 pm] |
You take me by surprise
When you feed me all these lies
Not sure I can take much more
My eyes are glued to the door
Waiting for someone to come in
But you’re too wrapped up in your life
To see what you have done
I let you in, but you kicked me out
Threw me to the ground
Scraping my elbows and knees
And now I’m left to heal my own heart
Pictures of you on the tile floor all torn apart
I want to rid myself of the memory of you
The happiness I thought I knew
But I can’t because I’m stuck here
Clutching onto you
...well. what do you think of it? i wrote that not too long ago. last week maybe.
<3
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[Thursday February 2 2006 4:54 pm] |
This weekend i'm going to Rochester with Kasey and Kady. We are going to see O.A.R. and are staying at RIT which is awsome cause it = no money. lol. I'm very excited. It is going to be a good, but lengthy road trip. But we will make it fun. Not much more to update on other than the fact that I've actually been going to all my classes. :)
PEACEEEEEE.OUTTT
<3
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[Saturday January 28 2006 8:40 am] |
well im back in delhi and all its glory...and by glory i mean not. its not bad. im actually going to class. my one class (CITA 110) is a computer class...its like the easiest thing ive ever done in my life. thats an easy A. im rooming with kady now which is better than sex. we are still in the same building (murphy) in room 420 so stop by if you go to delhi or come visit!! so yea im actually going to classes and such. its going good. im happy.
ive realized though that since ive come back to school im eating alot which is bugging me cause i just lost all that weight since the summer. i dunno. i will have to work that out. i think its mostly just cause its the first week back at school and im bored alot.
well next weekend im going with kasey to rochester to see OAR. we are staying at RIT because mike goes there. which will be interesting. im wanting to bring kady because then we all wont have to pay as much for gas if we all throw in and cause i will have someone to drink with.lol. and i wont feel as weird when we have to find random places for sleeping. i dont k now. itll be fun though! im super excited to go. and itll be mine and kasey's first road trip together. EXCITING! and tickets are only like 28$ which is hott.
last night was...interesting. me kady sammy and nicole went to TG for their back in black party. it was ok but there was this slut there who was being a cunt.
ok time to go read. more later.
<3
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[Saturday December 31 2005 7:35 pm] |
Best of the Year:
1. Party: the first party at Theta Gamma with Miss KD
2. Show: um...CSI
3. CD: motion city soundtrack-commit this to memory/death cab for cutie-plans
4. Movie: rent
5. Song: the future freaks me out.
6. Experience: graduating > going to college > failing college and withdraling > reapplying and getting reaccepted! (realizing what not to do in college)
7. Concert:both nights of PHISH at SPAC
8. Book: wasted beauty
9. Month:june, july and august
10.Day: the day i graduated and the day i met kady because shes from the 518!
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happy new year. lets make this one good!
<3
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[Saturday December 31 2005 1:47 am] |
2005 confessions:
I confess that in 2005 i...
(x) stayed single the whole year
( ) got your first kiss
(xxxxx) kissed someone new
( ) made-out for the first time
(x) made-out in/on a car
(x) kissed in the snow
(x) kissed in the rain
( ) fell in love
( ) fell in love with a fool
( ) had your heart broken
( ) broke someone else's heart
( ) had a stalker
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[Friday December 30 2005 12:09 pm] |
sometimes its quite difficult to know just what to do with myself. i dont know. im not sad. im good. infact i think im quite happy, but for some reason theres still something missing or something that doesnt feel quite right just yet. for one this whole thing with my mom is just getting stupid and a waste of time. she abandon me not the other way around. i shouldnt have to feel bad because she cant get over herself and realize she has a family and shes not a teenager anymore. she cant keep doing this or else she will lose me ontop of my brother and my dad.
christmas was really hard. i tried my best not to let it effect me but when your grandmother doesnt know why your brother and father arent there to visit on christmas eve and yells at you for it, its kinda annoying/upseting. i wasnt ready for any of that. nor did i know my mom was still lying to her about how she hasnt been living at home for like...7 or 8 months. jesus it doesnt even seem like its been that long. christmas day with brian and my dad at my grandparents house in tribes hill wasnt so bad. my family didnt seem to care or question why my mom wasnt there, i guess they figured that it wasnt worth asking the question. but i missed most of the day anyways due to being quite sick and sleeping through dinner and martinis and presents. i basiclly got there fell asleep and woke up and it was time to leave.
on the bright side i got reaccepted into delhi. im not excited to go back to delhi but at the same time i am cause ill be back with kady and hopefully living with her. i got a computer chair for xmas which is awsome cause i get to bring it to school!!! yay. i got lots of other stuff too, mostly gift certificates, a new journal, some cds,fleece pants which i wish i could live in, a desk calender from itunes i asked for and a pocket dj book along with a 101 things to do before you die book. im happy with my christmas i guess. it was weird though because i had to have like two seperate christmas's cause of my mom but whatever.and she was supposed to call me christmas day and tell me what was going on the following day cause i was supposed to go with her to see my aunt and uncle again and she never called. i love it. i feel like an idiot for believing her sometimes. but oh well, what can you do.
im getting back into writing again. heres a bit of a sample of something ive been working on. let me know what you think, that is if anyone reads this anymore! i dont seem to get many comments...ever. lol. but oh well here goes.
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Hazelnut? No…mocha? Whatever it was I could feel the remainder of it plastered to the inside of my entire mouth. Teeth, gums and all. It boggled my mind you see, because on this morning I couldn’t recall consuming my normal morning caramel latte, or anything that was even coffee flavored for that matter. The only explanation I could come up with was that I must have done a number on my favorite customized version of Irish coffee from the night before. I was running late, which wasn’t anything too out of the ordinary for me. I suppose it was, in a way, my trademark. It wasn’t that I was one of those ‘make yourself 20 minutes late to make an entrance’ kind of gals. Not me, no I’m more of the ‘go out drinking all night after swallowing double the prescribed amount of valium in hopes of not waking up the following morning’ kind of gal. But alas, it never seems to work as I hope, instead it just leaves me with a massive throbbing headache. You know the kind that feels like the size of a tumor imbedded deep inside your skull. Yes ladies and gentlemen, my head is the size of a bowling ball that just finished making its way down the alley dead on into my overstuffed feather pillows, and it was only about to get worse.
I extend my right arm from underneath the, until then, silent and motionless pink and lime green flannel sheets and felt around for the small plastic light switch on the wall next to my bed, trying to surpass my temporary blindness due to the refusal of my brain and my eyes to agree to work together so early in the morning…or is it afternoon? I feel the cool smooth plastic switch under the palm of my hand and convince my fingers to bend and flick the bastard in the opposite direction. I manage to open one eye about halfway but then immediately force it closed. I guess I forgot how much light strains the eyes after a night of pills and barhopping. I angrily grab my piece of shit alarm clock, that of which is on its way out to alarm clock heaven due to me throwing it against the wall opposite my bed one too many times. I mind as well just throw the poor thing out because I refuse to set the alarm anyways after convincing myself it wasn’t good for your hearing to have such loud piercing noises at such ungodly hours. I pull it under the blankets into my cozy, heated fortress and look at it. My eyes and my brain still must be fighting with each other and refusing to work because it looks as though the numbers on the digital screen were overrun by a new alien style of writing. I blink a few times in hopes my body will get confused and give up so that I can read the stupid numbers. It works, unsurprisingly since I refuse to be surprised or, well I refuse to be anything so soon after waking up, if you can even call it waking up. It’s 12:17, which at first means nothing. Until I realize why I was out so late last night, and until I hear my phone ring. I cringe knowing who is on the other end and I avoid picking up the receiver and just let the machine pick it up and do the talking for me.
“Amy its your mother. You better be awake and on your way down here to meet me, I’m not going to sit around and wait for you again, so remember to be on time. You’re meeting me at 1:15 on the corner of 72nd and Broadway. Don’t be late!”
Click.
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the end!!!
<3moira
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[Tuesday December 13 2005 6:38 pm] |
- The second I step out of the car I feel more like myself than I have ever felt in my entire lifetime. I have never had a more intimate feeling that surged so deep within me, passing through my every cell, way down inside each breath I take, and expanding into my soul. My first experience was one I could never forget. I was completely naïve to the lifestyle, to the essence that could not possibly be put into words once you laid your eyes upon it. The smell of wet wool and stale flat beer flew up my nostrils and into my brain, pulsating with my every thought. I tried to take it all in, the people, the colors, the sounds. It was a storybook all in itself, a wonderful and mystical play land where you run off too with your friends and dance the night away. And we did just that. Walking through the masses of people was like taking a quick glimpse into everyone else’s lives. Some were meeting up with long lost souls, and others were sharing thoughts on last night’s encore. The energy was all over the place, you could feel it in the crisp winter air. It was going to be a good night. People’s faces soon became recognizable even though I had never met them before. There was a sense of family, a feeling of home, and it was all around us. I decided that I must have let my joy over power me because I had been smiling like a fool for the past 10 minutes. And it was then that I realized, out there in the middle of a parking lot full of dirty, wet wool covered, dreadlocked, tie-dyed, grilled cheese making, pot smoking, story telling hippies, it was then that I realized that I wasn’t a fool at all, I was just learning to share in the groove.
It was the beginning of a journey that of which I had no clue what it consisted of. But I didn’t really care what it consisted of anyhow. I was in love. The excitement and curiosity wasn’t just inside me, it was inside everyone. And even though this was my first Phish show no one turned me away, but rather welcomed me in, and told me there was no way to prepare for what I was about to experience. They were right, there is now was to prepare yourself for the rollercoaster of fun that Phish takes you on, but rather you have to learn to prepare yourself for the realization that they can take you anywhere you want to go, if you are willing. The first song I ever saw performed live was Chalkdust Torture, and an amazing one at that. As soon as the lights went down and everyone in the arena burst into their own sound expressing their excitement and their joy, my brother leaned my way and looked me dead in the face. He said something I will never forget, not matter its simplicity. “You have no idea what you’re in for….do you?” I didn’t have t o answer, and he knew I had no clue, but I didn’t even have time to contemplate it because before I knew it I was being overcome by an insanely beautiful sound I had never heard played so smoothly. This was it. This is what everyone has been talking about. This is the feeling! My body is now out of my control and being run by Page’s keys, Mike’s bass, Fish’s drums, and Trey and his guitar. I am letting this happen; I am letting the music flow through me faster than a dirty martini during happy hour. And I am loving every nanosecond.
When I grasped back on to a piece of reality I looked at everyone around me and realize they were letting the music into themselves just as I had done. Everyone is dancing on the beats they choose, and they are in their own groove, or at least this is how it seems. But everyone who goes to their first show realizes that this is the energy, we are feeding Phish’s music. Our dancing, our rejoice, we are all bobbing and moving and grooving together and sending one solid vibe straight up to that stage and straight back to those four guys. They can feel it just like we do, and when they feel it they play it. And there we are, jamming out to the first set having one gigantic Phish orgy.
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[Monday December 12 2005 4:14 am] |
Name 5 of lifes simple pleasures and then tag 5 others to do the same.
1.looking at the stars and realizing that every star is a sun in another solar system
2.hugs
3.chocolate
4.road trips with friends
5.good music
i tag...umm
i dunno
kylie.
andy.
thats all i got.
<3
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[Tuesday December 6 2005 4:42 am] |
so i cleaned my room. like....alot. it looks awsome, and i also got a desk for my room so now its really cool. i need to get christmas lights now though.
i know i go through this phase on and off again...but i am feeling quite lonely. i mean im not sad or anything like that. i just want some affection and whatnot. i dunno. i want hugs, i wanna fall asleep in someones arms and all that sweet stuff. its hard to meet guys that dont just want sex. i dont know why. eh, its just bothering me like always.
but anywho ive lost like 40 pounds since the summer. that is allllllllot of weight. i feel good and people tell me they can tell that i have lost weight.
i still am trying to find a job.but im gunna apply at kmart in addition to price chopper.
we will see what happens. :)
<3
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[Monday November 28 2005 1:22 pm] |
it seems as though since i dont have my car anymore no one has a car...and no one will give me one simple ride. guh. people suck i used to give a million and a half people rides everywhere...all i need to do is go to the store but i cant even do that.
i hate not having my car!
someone help me? lol.
<3
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[Thursday November 24 2005 6:02 am] |
my head is in a weird place recently. extremely good but weird none the less.
i withdrew from school.
which means im home until end of january, well if they re-accept me into delhi. suprisingly enough after this last week i want to go back there. WEIRD right.
i really really really love my dad. like. with all my heart. he is so supportive of me and everything i do and he truely just wants the best for me. i regret all the times i spent yelling at him. me and my dad and my brother and maybe marybeth are going to thanksgiving dinner in tribes hill today at my g-parents house. im looking forward to it, but im not so sure if im going to tell them that i withdrew from school. im not sure they will be able to understand.
im happy i withdrew though. i mean. i did it. i made the decision because its best for me. i got off my ass and went and did everything necessary to make sure i did everything right and i wasnt afraid to ask for help and ask my stupid questions...and people answered them. im looking forward to re-applying to delhi for second semester ASAP. i really cant wait to try again. i know it sounds like ive said this all before because i probably have...scratch that not probably, but i HAVE said that. but this time its actually me talking. i mean no one else is telling me what to do. people are still telling me i need to do this for myself, and i finally am i guess.
i dont know. i just do know that right now im happy.
happy turkey day guys!
call the cellular if anyone wants to chillax.
<3
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[Monday November 21 2005 7:00 am] |
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well this weekend was fun.
first me and kady went to TG and had some fun there i suppose. then off to rho chi for an unplanned but much enjoyed party after their brotherly duties...after sleeping all day saturday we set off to the Rho Chi Phi crossover party knowing what we were in for. none the less we proceeded to find amber along with many names and faces of which i can not recall. however there are some picutres from said night which dont show much more than the fact that we were completely drunk. im thinking it had something to do with what i believe amber told me was called "Everyone gets laid lemonade" liking the name we continued to pound as many as possible until we forgot we were drinking still. then switched back to good old beer. anayways...do enjoy making fun of everyone and anything in these picutres. oh and p.s....DELHI IS LAME. this is all there is to do and i think we do it well. :)
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<3moira
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[Friday November 18 2005 9:02 pm] |
lo just saw Trey in Lark Tavern...i hate her but not. lol.
<3
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[Sunday October 30 2005 2:15 pm] |
why is it so hard for me to figure out a bus scheduele?
im officially retarded.
<3
p.s. im coming home today
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[Sunday October 30 2005 11:21 am] |
TEN FIRSTS
First Best Friend: kasey
First Screen Name: fook1031
First Pet: cuddles my cat, who is still alive!
First Piercing: ears
First Crush: um some kid named mike something.
First CD: i have no idea.
First Car: 2000 ford taurus
First Love: james
First stuffed animal: gear bear that brian my brother got for me when i was born.
NINE LASTS
Last alchoholic beverage: smirnoff yesterday
Last car ride: the ride down to mobil a few nights ago
Last movie saw: finding nemo
Last phone call: with lauren
Last cd Played: citizen cope
Last bubble bath: a million years ago
Last time you cried: yesterday.
EIGHT HAVE YOU EVERS
Have you ever dated one of your best friends: no
Have you ever been arrested? sadly yes
Have you ever skinny dipped: nope.
Have you ever been on tv: yea when i was in like elementary school
Have you ever kissed someone, and then regret it? yes
Have you ever kissed someone not related to you 30+ years older than you? nope.
Have you ever had a sex dream about someone? yes.
SEVEN THINGS YOU ARE WEARING
1. a tori amos shirt that im still meaning to mail to kate.
2. red and white striped underwear
3. paul frank flip flops
4. my two irish rings
5. jeans
6. my black oneill zip hoodie
7. my shamrock necklack
SIX THINGS YOU'VE DONE TODAY
1. woke up
2. rubbed my eye because it wont stop watering
3. put on some pants
4. wished i was home
5. ate some skittles
6. had a cigarette
FIVE FAVORITE THINGS IN NO ORDER
1. music
2. being in albany
3. cuddling
4. getting affection (which is a rarity)
5. bobmers and coffee not at the same time
FOUR PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL ALMOST ANYTHING TO
1. kasey
2. lauren
3. kady
4. christian
THREE CHOICES
1. Black or white: pink
2. Hot or Cold: HOT! ;)
3. Chocolate or Vanilla: vanilla
TWO THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE
1. go to ireland, fiji, italy, and spain not in that order
2. know that someone loves me fully
ONE THING YOU REGRET
1. coming to delhi.
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[Thursday October 27 2005 1:29 am] |
so i stayed up all night last night with my fellow 518-er kady. we did nothing and wandered around all the buildings and stole posters from the hallway and a sign of the guys bathroom. we wanted an exit sign but next time we have to remember to bring scissors. :) we are good kids lol. then we went to breakfast and blah blah blah.
i think im going to kill my roomate. ive been trying to sleep today because i didnt yesterday and shes been on the phone on speakerphone for like every second shes been in the room. im going to strangle her. she keeps me awake. and she keeps asking this guy shes talking to if the light is open. whoooooo says that? then she tried to tell him that you spell the word straight without an a. and i can hear him say "straight has an a in it" and she laughed. shes actually an idiot. i want to kill her or myself lol. preferably her. ugh. i cant sleep cause she mad loud and annoying.
can you say i need a hit man?
<3
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