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2003 21 November :: 5.29pm
:: Music: unwell, matchbox twenty
unwell
All day staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown
And I don't know why
[Chorus]
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be...me
I'm talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
And I know, I know they've all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow I've lost my mind
[Chorus]
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
I've been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away
[Chorus]
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Yeah, how I used to be
How I used to be
Well, I'm just a little unwell
How I used to be
How I used to be
I'm just a little unwell
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2003 21 November :: 4.20pm
:: Mood: high...really fucking high...
a name for my knee
i think i'll name it...SAMMY!!! fitting...it's stupid and fat and ugly and annoying and....hehe....drugged up. my knee shall be named sammy. i watched lord of the rings this morning. my dad strapped that machine to me today, and so i wore that instead of my brace and splint until about 12:30. my mum brought me david's pizza and dr.pepper and man, this is awesome. it's like i have my own slaves...if i want music, bam, i have music. if i want food, bam, i have food. drinks are the same way. i get to pick meals...last night, chinese, tonight flank steak. the world is at my finger tips...almost. i really miss tori...i miss all of you. i'll be at school monday. probably on crutches. i have my brace so i should technacally be able to walk but it hurts like nothing i have ever felt or will ever feel. no one can comlain until they have children. my mom says the only things that hurt worse than a dislocated knee is an apendix three days from popping and, of course, birth. and she grew up on a farm. she knows pain....and more types of pain than you can imagine. but the drugs really help...god, if my sister bitches about guys having no pain tolerence i WILL kill her....kill her good. so, the other day she didn't want to go riding due to a "tummy ache"...heh heh heh....my mom even said "oh, i got it." yeah...anywho. it's swollen again, and it looks like a fat person's knee...thus the reason i named my knee sammy.
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2003 18 November :: 8.07pm
I AM DEATH!!!
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2003 18 November :: 7.57pm
:: Mood: hmm whats that mood im always in all day? oh yeah
:: Music: Local H, bound for the floor
exiting!!
yes!! today wasnt boring!! i had to serve my detention then get a MMR shot, and soon im going to the collage theatre to see this grup called recycled percussion. they like make music out of trash. well not bannana peels and used napkins, but err like water jugs and old pipes.
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2003 18 November :: 7.11pm
tori...get on!!! i need someone to talk to...jen isn't saying much.
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2003 18 November :: 5.47pm
:: Mood: frustrated
so far today, as of 2:55 (sixth period for you suckers :P!)
shit...my mum said it looked like i'd be out for the rest of the week. man, i say tori today when i went to find my AR book, and it was all i could do to keep myself from grabing her and twirling her around and lauphing till my head popped. but...i'm still sick. so yeah, don't take my shitty attitude today to heart, i just feel like...well...shit. i'd rather not get you sick too.
ok, so my day has been OK. i listened to alot of evanescence and rammstien. it was cool. i'm reading this dragon song book, and it's OK, kinda easy though, but i guess since it's due next tuesday that's a good thing. my mom said she was going to get me all my home work because my fever went down and i could actually think, but i read about fifty pages in that book and my brain went dead and my fever came back. ao yeah...and fuck, people, and fuck...
next on my list of things to bitch about. i'm currently on my mom's office computer because the family one down stairs has been tweaking out since the power came back on (this morning a tree went down and got a power line and everything in our area of the grid lost power until about eleven). so yeah, i tried to fix it and i made the moniter come on, but it's still not receiving a signal. so why's it so bad to have to use my mom's computer? why do you think?
1: it's slow as hell.
2: i can't ever get on msn anymore
3: my mom bitches at me about being on it all the time
4: AIM rarely works on it
5: woohu is REALLY slow on this one
6: the one downstairs has a WAY nicer moniter. (it's a plasma screen;)!!!)
later people.
post script: if i do manage to get the computer downstairs working, i'll be on AIM and probably msn, but no garantees that i will.
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2003 18 November :: 12.09am
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You are...Fucking A!
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hehehe...friggin "A"....hehehe
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2003 17 November :: 10.59pm
:: Mood: sick
:: Music: some femme blues singer
*twekity tweak tweak tweak
i miss tori...i miss tori...i miss tori i misss tori i miss tori immisstoriimisstoriimisstori!!!!........*tweaks*....jesus, i need something to do...i'll talk to alex. my mom and bro want me to play this geography game with them. i don't want to have to think...i hate this flu...i my throat hurts like hell...i want to stab something...get online tori...please.
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2003 17 November :: 9.40pm
:: Mood: stomach sick
:: Music: accu radio, comedy channel
grounded bub bub bub bummmmmmmm
GOD I FUCKING HATE MRS FREDEEN!!!!!!!!! SHE WENT FUCKING CRAZY IN SCIENCE! her thermal sensors scanned the room and everyone was being good, thats a change. so im talking to Iris as usual. noone misbehaving so me, talking, and Iris is too, and everyone else at my table is talking. but i guess im the one she locked on to. . . . so anyway shes on me like a tick on a giant mosquito that just feasted in tokyo. and so i finish the assingment and shes still rambling, assuming we're all stupid while a choice few of us are done. so being bored of her lectures and done with the task at hand, i decided to read. and BAM!! DETENTION!!!! so i bring it home and tell the story to mom and she grounds me. dad sees the slip and i dont even have to tell him what went down, he just has a better grip on life. middle school sucks. so he forgave me instantly anyway. . . wow, i gotta give you something if you can make any sense of that. . .
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2003 17 November :: 8.05pm
another vision...
*several gun shots and screaming begins*
Police comander-"everyone try to stay calm! please, remain in your seats. stay calm people"
people aboard subway-"oh my god!"
"what's happeing?"
"somebody help!"
Cihtog oracle-"what the hell happened here?"
Police commander-"i'm glad you showed up, a group of rogue karms attacked the subway."
Oracle-"is there a containment team working on it?"
commander-"yes, but there is little we can do, we were hoping you could do something"
oracle-"i'll see what i can do commander. thank you. JERICKS! CALL IN THE SENTINALS!"
that one was bizzare
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2003 17 November :: 6.56pm
:: Mood: sick
Pardon me
Pardon me while I burst
Pardon me while I burst
A decade ago, I never thought I would be.
A twenty three on the verge of spontaneous combustion
woe is me
But I guess that it comes with the territory .
An ominous landscape of never -ending calamity .
I need you to hear . I need you to see.
That I have had all I can take
And exploding seems like a definite possibility
To me
So Pardon me while I burst into flames .
I've had enough of the world , and its people's mindless games
So Pardon me while I burn , and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me. I'll never be the same .
Not, two days ago I was having a look in a book
And I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees
I said I can relate
Cause lately I've been thinking of combustication
as a welcomed vacation from.
The burdens of the planet earth ,
like gravity , hypocrisy , and the perils of being in 3-D...
And thinking so much differently .
Pardon me while I burst into flames .
I've had enough of the world , and it's people's mindless games
Pardon me while I burn , and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me. I'll never be the same .
Never be the same ...yeah .
Pardon me while I burst into flames .
Pardon me, pardon me, pardon me.
So pardon me while I burst into flames .
I've had enough of the world , and it's people's mindless games
So pardon me while I burn , and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me. I'll never be the same .
Pardon me, never be the same . Yeah
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2003 17 November :: 6.47pm
:: Mood: bitchy/sick/tired
so far today i have done nothing. a day totally wasted. as relaxing and entertaining as it was, i feel horriblt. it's like in a game of chess. if there was one thing i learned form all of those days spent playing chess with that stupid fuck peter out at merlin it was this: never waste a move, because if you do and i don't, i'm one step a head of you, and good luck catching up. tori and pat should be home soon. i'm bored as hell. time to play star craft. later.
gunther
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2003 16 November :: 5.41pm
:: Mood: horrified
i have this feeling...like she did something to herself...something horrible...
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2003 16 November :: 7.15pm
so what if i can't spell?? i'm fuckin sick people. it's a merical i can MOVE.
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2003 16 November :: 5.26pm
i must look so freakish, sitting here at 2:20 pm, still in my pajamas, stairing at a computer screen blankly with my face un-shaven and my long greasy hair plastered to my face so i can barely see at all...i think i'm going to take a nap.i just took some more advil...i'll feel better in a minute. it lasts for... *counts*...8:30 am to 2:00 pm...that's...*counts on fingers*...FIVE AND A HALPH HOURS!!! ok, yeah...i can't even count anymore...damn them korean movies...i'll never be able to look at a filled black trash bag the same again...i'll be afraid massive amounts of blood and dis-membered bodies'll fall out like in that movie...yeah...later.
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