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2003 8 September :: 6.12pm
:: Mood: not so hot.
:: Music: atom and his package- what we do on christmas
you made me a shadowboxer. tomorrow is your birthday.
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2003 7 September :: 1.22pm
You have a mysterious kiss. Your partner never
knows what you're going to come up with next;
this creates great excitement and arousal never
knowing what to expect. And it's sure to end
in a kiss as great as your mystery.
What kind of kiss are you?
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2003 7 September :: 1.19pm
A GAME-BOY. Youre like a tomboy without the love of
sports. Reality sucks, but as long as you have
your electronics you feel you can cope. Time
goes unnoticed when youre locked in your room
hooked up to your Nintendo, rocking to your
favourite collection of guitar-driven albums.
Your virtues: Intelligence, sense-of-humour,
individuality.
Your flaws: Inability to cope with real life,
action-freak spirit, reclusive nature.
EXTRA: Your personality type is the only one on
this quiz that would enjoy www.life-
blood.cjb.net. Check it out!
What kind of girl are you?
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2003 2 September :: 9.41pm
heres a poem for you
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
-- William Wordsworth
it might not be amazing, but i love this poem for some reason....
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2003 1 September :: 8.02pm
:: Mood: content
:: Music: happiness is all the rage- the promise ring
em + me = best buds for SIX whole years! wow.
hey sorry i havent updated for like, the whole summer =P for some reason i just havent felt like it...lets review whats been happening:
- went to camp (highlander) for 3 weeks
- came back, got my ears pierced, and generally just put off doing anything whatsoever (including getting my permit! uh oh)
- went to band camp (up in camp carolina) for a week with the SOPHMORE SIX! holla! haha
- adrian went away to college (hampshire) ='(
- started school (sophmore year...)
yup thats pretty much it... been hangin out with em this whole weekend- lots of fun stuff!!! gotta love that crazy-ass heartbreaker hahaha.. ya anways im really NOT looking forwards to school tomorrow. at all. in any way. :(.
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2003 29 August :: 7.21pm
:: Mood: depressed
i have mono
there hasn't been one time this week when i have been sleeping (day or night)... or even half of the time that i have been awake, that i haven't thought about marcone. :(
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2003 28 August :: 5.50pm
i havent updated in soooo long. and its gonna be even longer cuz im gonna go watch a mooovie marathon w/ lauren. bye.
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2003 23 August :: 10.34pm
I AM JACKIE, HEAR ME ROAR.
so i saw marcone today. twas a cute. he gave me flowers. 8P!!! it was the last time i will see him (?). i went out to dinner with nancy and my parents tonight. nancy is fun. she is obviously the cool one out of the pair of my mother and she. but i have lots of the good memories from today. :) and pictures! and we took a nap! hehe... napping. ok. bye for now... im all woozy and discombobulated.
-<3always- jAckiE
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2003 21 August :: 8.28pm
:: Music: nerfherder- sorry
today my sister and i gave a tampon to some freshman. they had a good time with it. freshman like things. i am a lot of sick. like 40 different kinds of sick at once. she is, as predicted in love with a bajillion different guys already, and i am in love wiht my one... and he is leaving on tuesday. the last time i will get to see him ever (?) will be saturday. :( its really upsetting. to the max. we will keep in touch and whatnot though... i mean, you cant just act like one of your best friends ceases to exist because they are in the airforce. oh well. enough for tonight. i am off to shower and wallow and be contagious once more!
-<3always- jAckiE
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2003 18 August :: 5.16pm
:: Mood: headachey
:: Music: RBF- S.R.
neaderthal women were really ugly and hairy. *shudder*
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2003 17 August :: 12.14am
i am Count Sexula!!!! hehehehe!~
Are You HOT or NOT?
HAPPY 15 BIRTHDAY TO EMILY ANNE GREEN! I<3U DAHLINK! YOU ARE STILL NOT OLD! lol
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2003 16 August :: 11.55pm
tonight was a very great night. it really was. i got to spend some very quality time with marcones siblings and his friends and him. it was nice. the only thing is, that i forgot my bag at his sisters house, so i didnt have my cell phone to call my mother and tell her we would be 15 minutes late because we were dropping off ben. she says she understands it was an "honest mistake" but still i am being berated by her and am being remotely penalized. blah. oh well. the point is tonight was great, all of the brazilianness and the corn in teeth and the mosquitoes and rebelling against publix doors. was all amazing. because i love marcone. so much more than anything in the world.
-<3always- jAckiE
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2003 13 August :: 7.32pm
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: Melanie- Brand New Key
Sock Puppets
Today was the first day of school. It was good. Except that i have a fever and my mouth hurts like nobody's business. But, i got my revised schedule which rocks my pants off soooooo hard! because they gave us our "corrected schedules" this morning, and mine didnt have a fifth period, so i had to get that a-fixed... and now my schedule is soooo amazing! i have:
1)english
2)chorus
3)drafting
4)bio
~_~_~_~_~_ A LUNCH!!_~_~_~_~_~
5)algebra 2
6)music theory
7)AP world
WOOP WOOP! i have lunch with em and sluuls! that makes me so happy! and i have music theory with paul, which is AWESOME! and i just made a sock puppet. it is for my english class as my representation of who i am. it may not make sense but i wrote why it is reasonable, so HA. anyway, me and my sock puppet are off to sit and be sick. bye bye!
-<3always- jAckiE
PS--school is considerably less fun without marcone and his kisses. but i am dealing.
PPS--chris has a goatee. he looks uuber gay. hahahahahahaaha!
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2003 10 August :: 3.17pm
1) pillow
2) soup
3) ass sex
4) cards that you forgot
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1) flowers n my card!
2) back rub
3) drive in
4) ass sex
AND DONT YOU FORGET IT, JUICE HEAD! <3<3<3!!!
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2003 9 August :: 1.00am
:: Mood: beaten, not broken.
:: Music: crap
when i am crying, who do i look to before i die?
tonight i swear i heard my world shatter. but then i have to remember, that goodbye isn't permanent, it is not an ending, just another goodbye.
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